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Unites Arab Emirates - Abu Dhabi, Former Elephantum territory

The guns roared as several gunmen ran down the halls of the capital building in Abu Dhabi. These were the Islamic extremist group knowen as 'The Syndicate' in Japan. Here they would soon be knowen as the government. The men slammed open the door to the main office where a short cowarding man stood, he wore dress robes and a green turban around his head. His eyes began to tear up and his hands pushed outward as he attempting to protect himself with what little he had. The gunman in the front raised his Kalashnikov and fired a round through the chest of the man, he hit the ground in a final gasp of air then a splutter of blood. The group huddled around him then kicked his body upside down.
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Saudi Arabia - King Khalid, Former Elephantum Territory

A man stepped out of his car, he wore a suit and tie and looked very professional. His hair was neatly combed and his face was almost chizeld. The car he steped out of was a black merceides driver by a militarialy dressed man. Behind that car were a line of police escorts, infront a group of military escorts. The man began to walk toward the building along with a group of soldiers and as he stepped up the third step a gunshot rang out.

The soldiers hit their knees and raised their rifles, they were to late. The gunshot fired came from a TGP-1 Alpine Unique. The man didn`t have a chance. The shooter fired a few more rounds, each target was neither military but political. The top leader of the territory, his successor who has attempting to escape, and two political advisors who had manged to get into their cars only to have the tires shot out and the car swerve into a ditch where they would either get out and get shot our stay in and die from the trama they recieved. The only territories that did not fall that day were Qatar and Kuwait, they resisted the attacks from syndicate members which would not go well with the members remaining in these lands.
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The radio waves were hi-jacked as well as TV waves as a man appeared on the screen. The people who had the means listened tentivly as the man began to speak.

"Today the lands of the United Arab Emirates and Saudi Arabia will join together to create the Islamic State of Aazad under the protection of the great military leader General Karl Viliant and our new government leader, his greatness President Al-Musahev Hussein."

Another man appeared on screen and another voice sounded into the radios.

"Ladies and gentlemen of these great lands, tonight we rejoice in greatness, the Islamic state has overthrowen your weak government. Nothin will provide better protection for you then understanding that the prophacy will come ture now, our power will be recongized worldwide, the first powerful Islamic state, and soon the world will be ours. First we must have full citizen participation, those who can must go to local police stations and register for the countrywide draft. Our army must grow, and once we have a stable system the Islamic state will rule."

OOC: Yes I know, crappy. But it gets the point across, and if you have complaints please feel free to let me know what they are. I`ll have a full government plan set out in a factbook soon enough....(Edit: Sence I see that Hirg is being a dick, this is just assasinating the original leaders. The full territories are not under my controle I suppose so i`ll begin to take over.)

Military Takeover: Troop Statistics (Saudi Arabia and UAE)
12,000 x Military Trained Islamic Soldiers (AK-47 armed)
132 x Technical Trucks
20 x Humvee armored Jeeps (Used only in King Khalid)

OOC: Your damm right its crappy, ONE SINGLE POST! You expect anyone to accept this? BULL. This is exactly the thing people didn't want to happen not too long ago. If you really want to know how to RP a nation take-over look up Operation Rask Aksjon: http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=488593
and The Topaz Campaign: http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=10024908#post10024908.
There's also much more than that, Saint Lazare's Indian takeover thread and many others. Thats what we expect to see, not a post that looks like its come from a noob on his first day on NS.

RIYADH BELONGS TO OTTOMAN KAHIF...PAY ATTENTION!

Headquarters, Military District Middle-East
Jerusalem, Israel

General Skogmo looked at the transmission the intelligence officers had advised him to monitor a few minutes prior, and he hated it. No sooner had the Realm consolidated its power in the new territories in Jordan and Israel before some religious nutjob came and decided that it was time to form an Islamic state. That was bad enough. Add a known terrorist as the head of the military in that Islamic state, and you had the recipe for disaster. Something had to be done, and fast. He picked up the phone.

General Skogmo was the commanding officer of Military District Middle-East, a military district which encompassed three full Cottish Armies, substantial naval forces and an Air Force which was second to none when it came to fighters and attack aircraft. He had under his command more than a million men and women.

The majority of those were assembled in the three Armies.

The 1st Army, headquartered in Amman, Jordan, was the first line of defense in case the Islamic nation tried to attack Cotland. The 1st Army consisted of eight divisions and ten brigades of various sorts, and was responsible for the defense of Jordan and the surrounding areas. The divisions were gathered inland, but with infantry and helicopters constantly patrolling the border, which consisted of two four-meter fences with barbed wire on top, a two meter concrete foundation underneath the fences, several sensors to detect motion or intruders, and of course the ever faithful minefield. There were many kinds of mines in the minefield between and around the fences, but the M200 Anti-Personnel Mine and the M201 Anti-Tank Mine were especially plentiful.

The 2nd Army, headquartered in Jerusalem, Israel, was responsible for the territorial defense of Israel. It consisted of seven divisions and nine brigades, mostly gathered in their garrisons. In case of an invasion from the south, the 2nd Army would make up the reserves.

The 3rd Army was by far the largest Army. It was headquartered in Cairo, Egypt, and was responsible for the territorial defense of Egypt and its many million citizens. Consisting of thirteen divisions and fourteen brigades, it was massive, and would definately be a match for any potential invader. They also had the most territory to cover.

In addition, the Cots were able to have litterarily hundreds of fighter- and close air support aircraft in the air, harrassing an invader within minutes with pin-point strikes from the fourty Air Force bases located throughout the Military District. All those were put on a significantly higher alert when the conversation general Skogmo had with the oberst in the operations center five floors underneath him was finished.

Al Jafr Air Force Base
Al Jafr, Jordan

The two pilots got out of the CTLAV that transported them from the squadron briefing room to their waiting aircraft. The two F-20/A Enforcers that belonged to 362. Squadron were painted in a beige-ish desert camoflage scheme on top and in a greyish blue scheme underneath, providing optimal passive camoflage. Teams of mechanics milled around the two aircraft which had been rolled out onto the tarmac, preforming the last pre-flight checks as the pilots parted to go to their respective fighters. The two Enforcers were loaded out for standard patrol duty over the southern border, each having a pair of fuel tanks on the inner pylons, a pair of triple AGM.19/B Brimstone missile mounts on the pylons next to the inner ones, and two Mk.92/A 250-kg Paveway IV laser-guided bombs on the two next pylons, leaving the two outermost pylons free to save weight. In the three internal bays, they carried the air to air armament. Four AIM.15/A IRIS-Ts in the two internal side bays, and eight AIM.14/A BVRAAMs in the large third internal bay. The whole thing was topped off with the 650 rounds for the 27mm nose cannon. All in all, the aircraft had a takeoff weight of nearly 29,700 kilograms, giving them a 1,100 kilometer range. More than enough to patrol the southern border which seperated Jordan from Saudi-Arabia.

Twenty minutes later, the two Enforcers had taxied to the runway and were just waiting for permission to take off. When it finally came, both pilots kicked to to the afterburners, the twin CTJE-1A-2006 turbojet engines providing a total thrust of 31,000 kg. More than sufficient to give the fighters enough momentum to take off and start a steep climb to the flight level of 10,000 meters. The two weren't supposed to be on patrol today, but after new orders came down through the chain of command, that had all changed. Wondering why they had to get on the wings today, the two had no idea that litterarily thousands of tanks and infantry vehicles rolled out of the garrisons towards defensive positions along the border, far beneath them.

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Saudi Arabia - Riyadh, Former Elephantum Territory
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OOC:I hope you realize that Riyadh is part of my claims...and not Elephantums claims..

Ras Musandam
The tiny penisular had been captured from Panatheaa after a short but exceedingly brutal amphibious assualt that had cost numerous ships, including the legendary Lancer. After the war was over, the tiny strip of land had been fortified beyond what anyone had believed possible, it was one massive redoubt with a population of nearly five hundred thousand people in peacetime, and the capacity for many times that in wartime, it was the mighty fortress of the north, and the guardian of the straits of Hormuz. Soon the watch on the nearby state of UAE, once part of the Caliphate, would be over, and then the sands of desert would be drenched red with blood.
The collapse of the Caliphate could proove disasterous for the Confederacy, the greatest project ever undertaken by it layed half in the United Arab Emirates, this was the new valley project, a mighty river that carved its way through the desert before flowing into the gulf a few kilometres north of Dubai, it was by far hte largest flow of water into the Persian Gulf, and it must be secured, no matter what the cost.

Hundreds of 155mm Artillery Peices were trained from Ras Musandam, aiming at the route to Dubai and on the road to Madha and mainland Oman to the south, these were to be the two main axis' of advance. Hundreds of tanks of the Dragoon Gaurds divisions, Nakil A1SZs and Broadsword Tizonas, along with there accompanying Infantry Fighting Vehicles of Various types and a single brigade of T108A3 "Super Pompeii" MBTs would spearhead the advance from the fortress towards Dubai, while a lighter force consisting mainly of plain mechanised infantry mounted in IFVs would push to the south, attempting to reach Madha and Oman, where they would link up and establish direct supply lines with bases in Oman, who would also be sending armour into mainland oman.
From Oman would come three major spearheads, the first would be a simple armoured assault by the T108A3s and IFVs of the Fifteenth Guards Corps, heading for the enclave of Madha and the hookup with the forces out of Ras Musandam to the north, the most critical part of the whole operation, and the reason it was being entrusted to such an elite armoured formation. The Second strike was the assault by three brigades of light cavalry and two independant marine companies, there objective was to push as far as possible towards Dubai by road, aswell as tie up as many enemy assets as possible. The third strike was the most unconventional, it was to be made by the third marine amphibious task force, mounted in over a hundred Zubr-type Hovercrafts, as well as numerous smaller patrol speedboats, they were to push as far down the New Valley River as possible and deploy companies of troops and armour to hold certian key crossing points and bridges.
Massive air cover was being mobilised for the op, there were to be no-preliminary air strikes, they would wait until the enemy support revealed itself.
At the appointed hour, thousands of 155mm Howitzers and 203mm Rocket Launchers began vomiting forth thosuands of rounds of ammunition, saturating the preselected target areas with fragmentation explosives and white phosphorous, the war was begun.

OOC:I hope you realize that Riyadh is part of my claims...and not Elephantums claims..

Im sorry 'bout that. I was going off the map and I thought Riyadh was in his territory. I`ll edit it soon, sorry for that though, is King Khalid ok?

Harad, Saudi Arabia

The rumble of three technical trucks broke an uneasy silence in the city after the hi-jacked transmission went over the radio's. Loyalist, as they were called, held this city pretty strongly and were prepared to push the enemies out before they even entered.

The technicals came bounding over a hill then halted as gunfire erupted from servral checkpoints controled by loyalist, the gunners in the technicals fired back serval rounds from their Daewoo K3's attached to the trucks. The passanger of the lead truck exited while firing several rounds from his AK, he backed up while firing then hid behind the truck were his legs were shot out from underneath. The man fell to the ground as several gunman jumped from the back of the truck to the ground to continue the fighting against the loyalist. In all there were seventeen gunners, including the drivers who had by now abandoned their trucks in an effort to not get shot. The loyalist had them loaded down in that one position.

"Grenade, let them know who their dealing with." One man yelled out to another who was already loading in a grenade into his attached launcher. The gunman fliped up a flap and took aim, and with a poping noise a grenade was fired into the air and into the was the loyalist were taking covering behind.

"Jackhammer, through the wall. Its weak now." A gunner yelled as he droped to his left knee and fired rapidly into the wall, chipping several peices off before taking a round into the chest.

The group had sustained three casualties in this confrontation so far, but they were trained to fight till the last breath. This courage was showen as bayonets were attached on the barrels of their AK's and the men began to charge the remaining six loyalist. Loyalist bodies strew about in the street only a mile away from the city, the gunfire was sure to alert everyone that they were coming and if any loyalist were still in the city, the group was about to have alot of company. They needed this outpost in order defend themselfs against the oncoming reinforcments.

The loyalist made one last surge of gunfire before being over ran. They were stuck fighting hand to hand, combat no one wanted. Only two of them had battle knifes, the others could not afford them. They were stabbed to death while the two with knifes got cornered then shot to death.

An alarm was sounded and the two living drivers ran back to their technicals along with a gunman who attempted to drive a broken down truck. He ended up pulling the Daewoo from the emplacment and lugging it over to the outpost, he slammed it into the upstairs wall as he climbed up then placed the gun onto the wall. He opened a bi-pod and held it into position as two jeeps came out from the city toward the outpost.

"Get ready, here they come. Where did they take the technicals?"

"Its an ambush, once the enemy gets into position their gunna ram 'um."

"Alright, gotcha."

The gunman watched from the sights of the now emplaced Daewoo, the jeeps were rushing to the position, gunners in the back and the entire jeep was filled. As they came closer it was apparent they were screwed. The two technicals hummed their ways into the sides of the jeeps, even the heavy gunfire they sustained couldnt' stop them. The jeeps rolled to their sides then the man unloaded his clip in the daewoo and watched as those who survived were shot where they stood. The man called down clear and the others began to walk toward the city to clear the rest of it.

Im sorry 'bout that. I was going off the map and I thought Riyadh was in his territory. I`ll edit it soon, sorry for that though, is King Khalid ok?

OOC: Here is a map of Arabia, I own everything in Blue, Elephantum land is in red. Hope that clears up things for you.

http://www.theforsakenoutlaw.com/Graphics/Nation-States/Earth2/Maps/saudiarabia.jpg

OOC: Here is a map of Arabia, I own everything in Blue, Elephantum land is in red. Hope that clears up things for you.

http://www.theforsakenoutlaw.com/Graphics/Nation-States/Earth2/Maps/saudiarabia.jpg

it`s cool, thnx for not being as hostile as Hirg.

OOC: I have not yet begun to be hostile...

IC:

Tripoli, Tripoli State, Libya

Salatu-l-Asr (Afternoon Prayers) had just ended across the sprawling metropolis, and now hundreds, perhaps thousands of Muslim faithful were coming out of their mosque's to go home and rest on their saturday, although some would be back for Salatu-l-Maghrib (Sunset Prayers).

As the many Muslims drifted home they would turn on their TV's, and like millions of other Hirgizstanians would come face to face with the latest conflict in the world, one close to the heart of many Muslims. Since mid-afternoon HNC (Hirgizstanian News Corp) had been broadcasting intermitent live and recorded reports from RWB (Reporters Without Borders) correspondents in Saudi Arabia and the UAE. They footage showed bombs and shootings, while other footage showed the faraway result of a rapid Spizanian offensive. The general consensus of the reporters was that terrorists, Islamo-Nazis, were attempting to take over the land once controlled by the collapsed Elephantum state and that the Spizanian offensive was rapidly trying to dissuade them.

That evening at Salatu-l-Maghrib and even at the smaller Salatu-l-Isha (Evening Prayer) services there was outrage from the huge Muslim community throughout the COH, with the biggest Mosque's drafting letters to local and national Government demanding action. Demonstrations against terrorism were planned throughout Muslim communities and the Government was listening and watching.

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COH Middle East Command (MIDEASCOM), Tikrit, Iraq

General George Mason had the TV on in his office, tuned to HNC, which was showing a press conference from Hirgizstan City on one side of the screen, and live footage of Spizanian Artillery strikes on the other.

On his desk sat a large file, with the Army crest in the center. Inside were the minutes from the morning strategy meeting and a flash message received a few minutes ago from Hirgizstan City authorising "all necessary action to stop the perceived threat."

Unfortunately the terrorists had yet to maximize their efforts and there were no solid or confirmed targets as of yet, although Grey Fox and National Intelliegnce Agency operatives were giving daily reports from Saudi and the UAE (OOC: Both units are secret IC). The Spizanians were essentially shooting at shadows, the enemy had virtually no troops and no vehicles of any kind. This would be a war that needed subtle tactics, like those employed against Pantheaan terrorists some time ago.

In any case General Mason had ordered an Initial Mobilisation of military forces in MIDEASCOM.

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ORBAT:

30th Army (Location: Tikirt, Iraq)
(5 Corps out of 10 Mobilised)

5 Corps
200,000 Soldiers, 175,000 Combat Ready

1400 M1A5 MBT
500 M113A8
2500 Avenger
2500 HUMRAAM
1250 M1114 Up-Armoured HMMWV
2500 Cougar 4x4
1250 Cougar 6x6
5000 5T Truck HEMMTT
1000 Stryker IBCV
250 ST-39K1H MBT
125 ST-29K2 MBT
125 LP M8 Lvl.3 LBT
500 MV-87KG Dragon
125 Crusader TMAS
125 M270 MLRS
125 M112 203mm SPA
1000 LAV-AG
10 Cougar Mine Clerance Vehicle
11 Cougar Engineer Vehicle
125 Cougar Ambulance
10 M-3T Titan Tank Transporter
10 Deployable Universal Combat Earthmover
10 M1 Grizzly Breacher
10 M4 C2V (Command and Control Vehicle)
10 M104 Wolverine Bridge System
100 M108 Universal Carrier
50 M93A1 Fox NBC Recon System
10 M115 MEWSS (Mobile Electronic Warfare Support System)
100 All Terrain Lifter
100 All Terrain Crance
100 All Terrain Container Handler
500 Logistics System Vehicle
500 M1078 FMTV

12th Airborne Division (Location: Zahedan, Iran)

3 Regiments
15,000 Soldiers (14,600 Combat Ready)

500 UH-60M
500 CH-47D
50 OH-58D
100 AH-94A
50 RAH-95A


15th Fleet and 15th Submarine Force (Location: Bandar-e-Lengeh, Strait of Hormuz, Iran)

4 Ronald Reagan Class CVN
4 Vampire Class CVN
15 Ticonderoga Class
15 Sprunace Class
15 Arleigh Burke AEGIS Class
15 October Class Destroyer Leader
12 Oliver Hazard Perry Class
12 Wolf Class Air Defense Frigate
10 Verrazano Class Anti-Submarine Destroyer
4 Iowa Class
4 Avenger Class Minesweeper
8 San Antonio Class
20 Hercules Supply Class
15 Sea Shadow IV (Improved)
10 Torrent Class Arsenal Ship
6 Missouri Class
4 THAADS Class
4 MEADS Class
2 Tiger Intelligenence and Command Class (Top Secret IC)
20 Hercules Class Supply Ship
4 Emperor Class Submarine Tender
4 Hampton Class Fleet Refueller/Oiler



Each Ronald Reagan Class and Vampire Class CVN has one Airwing.
Each Ronald Reagan Class Airwing has the following:

12 C-2
12 E-2D
12 EA-6H ICAP III
14 S-3B
50 F-78B Sokol
50 F/A-18E
50 F/A-18F
20 F/A-18G
8 HH-60G
6 SH-60B
6 SH-60F

(220 Aircraft+ 20 Helicopters)

Each Vampire Class CVN Airwing has the following:

2 C-2
2 E-2D
2 SH-60B
2 SH-60F
8 AH-1Z
12 JSF-35N
6 CH-53G


5 Los Angeles/688 Class SSN
5 Seawolf Class SSN
5 Ohio Class SSBN
5 Virginia Class NSSN
5 Vengeance Class SSBN
5 Hades Class SSN


8th Air Expeditionary Force (Location: Tikirt, Iraq and Zahedan, Iran)

A-10C Thunderbolt III: 50
AC-130H Spectre: 2
AC-130U Spooky: 2
AN-225 Cossack: 20
B-52H Stratofortress: 10
CV-22 Pavehammer Tilt-Rotor: 20
E-3C Sentry AWACS: 2
E-6B Mercury: 2
E-8C JSTARS: 4
EB-52 Megafortress: 2
EC-130E Rivet Rider: 2
EC-130H Compass Call/Rivet Fire: 2
EC-135 Looking Glass: 2
Flighthawk UAV: 4 (Not included in Total Aircraft numbers, the Flighthawk’s are built as a working part of EB-52, they are only included in the flight if Wolverine Cruise Missiles are being used.)
F-4SX Phantom Blackstar: 100
F-15L Super Strike Eagle: 200
F-16J Block 10 Fighting Falcon: 50
F/A-22A Raptor: 200
F-35AF JSF: 100
F-39A Tengriy: 30
F-78A Sokol (‘Fierce Hawk’): 100
F-104X Starfighter: 200
F-111F Aardvark: 25
F-117A Nighthawk: 35
KC-10A Extender: 4
KC-135R Stratotanker: 2
MC-130H Combat Talon II: 2
MC-130P Combat Shadow: 2
RQ-1 Predator: 25
RQ-4B Global Hawk: 25
SR-71E Blackbird Interceptor: 20
Tornado GR.6H: 30


+Assorted Special Forces Units including SEALS, AFSTS, Green Berets, Delta Force, 160th SOAR, PsyOps and Civil Affairs.

Harad, Saudi Arabia

The rumble of three technical trucks broke an uneasy silence in the city after the hi-jacked transmission went over the radio's. Loyalist, as they were called, held this city pretty strongly and were prepared to push the enemies out before they even entered.

The technicals came bounding over a hill then halted as gunfire erupted from servral checkpoints controled by loyalist, the gunners in the technicals fired back serval rounds from their Daewoo K3's attached to the trucks. The passanger of the lead truck exited while firing several rounds from his AK, he backed up while firing then hid behind the truck were his legs were shot out from underneath. The man fell to the ground as several gunman jumped from the back of the truck to the ground to continue the fighting against the loyalist. In all there were seventeen gunners, including the drivers who had by now abandoned their trucks in an effort to not get shot. The loyalist had them loaded down in that one position.

"Grenade, let them know who their dealing with." One man yelled out to another who was already loading in a grenade into his attached launcher. The gunman fliped up a flap and took aim, and with a poping noise a grenade was fired into the air and into the was the loyalist were taking covering behind.

"Jackhammer, through the wall. Its weak now." A gunner yelled as he droped to his left knee and fired rapidly into the wall, chipping several peices off before taking a round into the chest.

The group had sustained three casualties in this confrontation so far, but they were trained to fight till the last breath. This courage was showen as bayonets were attached on the barrels of their AK's and the men began to charge the remaining six loyalist. Loyalist bodies strew about in the street only a mile away from the city, the gunfire was sure to alert everyone that they were coming and if any loyalist were still in the city, the group was about to have alot of company. They needed this outpost in order defend themselfs against the oncoming reinforcments.

The loyalist made one last surge of gunfire before being over ran. They were stuck fighting hand to hand, combat no one wanted. Only two of them had battle knifes, the others could not afford them. They were stabbed to death while the two with knifes got cornered then shot to death.

An alarm was sounded and the two living drivers ran back to their technicals along with a gunman who attempted to drive a broken down truck. He ended up pulling the Daewoo from the emplacment and lugging it over to the outpost, he slammed it into the upstairs wall as he climbed up then placed the gun onto the wall. He opened a bi-pod and held it into position as two jeeps came out from the city toward the outpost.

"Get ready, here they come. Where did they take the technicals?"

"Its an ambush, once the enemy gets into position their gunna ram 'um."

"Alright, gotcha."

The gunman watched from the sights of the now emplaced Daewoo, the jeeps were rushing to the position, gunners in the back and the entire jeep was filled. As they came closer it was apparent they were screwed. The two technicals hummed their ways into the sides of the jeeps, even the heavy gunfire they sustained couldnt' stop them. The jeeps rolled to their sides then the man unloaded his clip in the daewoo and watched as those who survived were shot where they stood. The man called down clear and the others began to walk toward the city to clear the rest of it.

Can afford guns but knives are too expensive? Seventeen men clearing a city 'held pretty strongly?' A bayonet charge in an urban combat scenario, with like a dozen men?

El Alamein Naval Base
Bushehr, Iran
5th Fleet, Battle Group Galapoli Headquarters

Admiral Jack Black sat at his desk reading the reports that had come in from the DoD in Stockholm. The new Minister of Defense had wasted little time in showing his utter disdain for rogue terrorist elements operating in the world. The communique was sobering for the Battle Group its message was a short and to the point order.

"PUT GALAPOLI TO SEA. GENERAL MOBILIZATION ORDER."

Admiral Black began by summoning the ship captain's within the group. Within 24 hours all vessels would sail. All throughout the harbor men could be seen scurrying about preparing last minute details and securing supplies necessary for an extended stint at sea. Smoke bellowed from older CODAG-powered vessels, as P-3C Orion patrol craft flew overhead heading out to scour the coasts of Saudi Arabia for potential maritime targets of opportunity.

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2nd Fleet
Harikrishna Naval Base
Karachi, Pakistan
Fast Attack Group Cane Headquarters

Admiral Tillis had recieved the same simple set of orders a Galapoli "PUT TO SEA. DESTINATION PERSIAN GULF." Preperations for the FAG took much longer than a BB flotilla. Aviation fuel, munitions for planes, etc. had to be loaded on the Ocean Class Carrier HMS Finnigan, longshoremen worked around the clock preparing the vessels for sea deployment. As they worked relentlessly to get the vessels out of harbor, Admiral Tillis wired the DoD.

"We will put to sea within 48 hours. Having logistics problems with the HMS Finnigan, should be solved by tomorrow. Will advise when we are at sea."


Soon the combined forces of Galapoli and Cane would be an ever looming presence in the Persian Gulf.

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123rd Airborne Division Headquarters
Tangier, Morocco

Commander Ben Stein looked over the orders he had recieved earlier in the day. His division had recieved the general mobilization order to be ready for transport into a combat area within 72 hours. As he passed the message down to his officer team, men and materials began to assemble on the tarmac. C-5 Galaxy's and other variou Hawdawg Air Force Logistical support aircraft began to arrive from Bases in England, this deployment looked like it was the real-deal. Engineering crews began to dismantle Merlin Medium lift and CH-61 Atlas Heavy Lift helicopters for stowage in the huge volumous cargo transport aircraft. Men checked there gear, each seperate batallion within the division handled each assigned deployment task with merit. They had done this before. This rapid deployment would stretch the unit, but the countless hours of training would takeover and pull them through.

After what seemed like weeks, the men where finally ready to redeploy. The Heavy Aircraft flew out with all of the big trucks, IFV's and assorted Engineering Equipment. It was the task of the CE Battalion to setup an assembly point in country and have the Unit Combat ready with 24 hours of arrival. Following the heavy transports were the C-130's, they would act as the air taxi bringing a stick of 92 troopers per plan into the action. Although they weren't going to make a jump on this flight, each man still carried a full compliment of gear and ammunition, just in case they were diverted to a combat area.

Once the planes were in the air, Hawdawg Command shared with the troops where they were heading. Word was passed down through the ranks, destination Al Jafr, Jordan Cottish territory. Soon they would join there comrades in arms.

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ORBAT Holy Republic of Hawdawg

Fast Attack Group Cane (Karachi, Pakistan)
(1) George Washington Class Carrier
[(72) Total Aircraft: (24) F/A-78KD, (30) F-41C, (8) SH-60L SeaHawk, (2) E-2D AWACS Hawkeye-2000, (2) RA-5E Vigilante, (4) CH-46 Sea Knight]
(8) Bullfinch Class Frigate FFH
(6) October Class Destroyer Leader DLGN
(6) Revenge Class Destroyers
(4) Centaur Class Guided Missile Destroyers
(4) Orca Flight IIB SSGN's
(5) Hirata Flight IIIA SSG's
(2) Centaur-X Class Guided Missile Destroyers
(2) Sianach Class DDGN
(2) Regent Class CAGN
(2) Berlin Class Land Attack Cruisers
(2) Vulkan Class Arsenal Ships

Battle Group Galopoli (Bushehr, Iran)
(1) Kingdom Class BBAN
(2) King Henry V Class BBGN
(4) Anakara Class Guided Missile Cruisers
(4) Berlin Class Land Attack Cruisers
(3) Mexia Class Battle Cruisers
(10) Bullfinch Class Frigate FFH
(6) Sianach Class DDGN
(3) Orca Flight IIB SSGN's
(3) Hirata Flight IIIA SSG's
(2) Vulkan Class Arsenal Ships



123rd Airborne Division (Mechanized)
Ulawidvda Division (Flight, Mech. Airborne)

(1) Airborne Division HHC 148
(1) Airborne Air Defense 1583
(1) Airborne Intel 396
(3) Airborne Combat Eng 1206
(1) Airborne Recon 228
(4) Airborne Armored 2360
(6) Airborne Mech Infantry 3540
(4) Airborne Artillery 2328
(2) Rotary Air 5672
(1) Fixed Wing Air 2965
(3) Logistics 2952

Total Personnel 23378

*Each of the Airborne Units are listed in Bt. strength and specific equipment weapons systems can be located in my Army link in my sig*

The Divine Empire of Kreynoria will hereby be selling Hali-42 assault rifles to the Elephanti loyalist factions at one half their normal cost.

The attack plan was drawn up quickly and implemented. It was basically an old attack plan from the time when war between the Realm and Elephantum seemed a likely event, back in the days of the Poland incident. Now, that plan was slightly edited and carried out.

The initial attack would be preformed from the air and sea, according to the plan, with Cottish aircraft, ships and submarines unleashing a lot of missiles against targets. The primary objective was clear from the start: kill or capture Karl Villant.

The attack force was dispatched from three air bases in the Middle East. The fighter group, made up of F-20/A Enforcer multi-role fighters, F-25/A Typhoon air superiority fighters, and EF-20/D Enforcer electronic warfare aircraft, was sent from Al Jafr. The second force, the B-40/A Barsuk tactical bombers which were loaded with 30 Mk.90/B 250-kg JDAM bombs and four AGM.5/B AMESM missiles each, came from Ramat David Air Force Base in Israel, while Fayid Air Force Base would dispatch the AWACS, refueling aircraft, and the secret B-43/C Incubus strategic bombers which were loaded with eighteen AGM.6/B and AGM.6/D Imsdal SCRAMjet cruise missiles, capable of speeds upwards of Mach 7, far too fast for even the most state of the art air defense systems, let alone the outdated Elephanti defense systems the enemy might control to be able to take out. A total of 288 of these expensive but oh so effective missiles would be carried by the sixteen Incubus bombers, with an even 50/50 split. These missiles had a range of upwards of 1,600 kilometers, and were targeted at radar sites and airfields.

The plan of attack was simple, like all Cottish plans. The fighters would fly in first, moving fast and taking down whatever the enemy had of aircraft, which was expected to be very little. The Cots would, combined, have almost a thousand air to air missiles with them, more than sufficient to take down whatever the Islamistic had of aircraft. Following them, the tactical and strategic bombers would come, the Incubus' firing off their Imsdals at safe distances before returning home. They would never travel over the enemy territory. That was not the case for the Barsuks, which would fly over and drop their JDAMs at the enemy targets, ensuring kills. As a precaution, all aircraft would fly well above 12,500 meters, far enough up to stay out of smaller SAM range. Additionally, the eight EF-20/D Enforcers would have their jamming pods on at all times, using them to jam all enemy radar and any incoming missiles while engaging enemy SAM radars with their own AGM.23/A AARGMs. That combined with the stealth of the majority of the aircraft, the Cots had very good chances of survival.

At 02.50 local time, the Cottish fighters crossed over from Ottoman Khaif territory, which they had been graciously been given permission to cross over, to Aazadi territory, and the show began. They targetted any airborne target that fit the profile of a military aircraft and opened fire, launching AIM.11/B Dødsengel long-range missiles and AIM.14/A BVRAAMs at them. Five minutes earlier, the Imsdals had been fired, and they too were crossing the border right now. Every airbase and known radar site was being targetted. The air bases with the /B version, which had a very powerful thermite warhead which would burn at 5,000 degrees centigrade, destroying anything in its path, while the 920 M74 APAM submunitions in each warhead in the /D version would target the radar sites. Destruction was imminent. For now, that destruction was limited to military targets. However, that could change very quickly...

A fleet of Nurio-class transport ships approached Saudi Arabia. Its target: the shore of the city of Jubail Dammam. The ships carried the 4th Marine Division and its accompanying logistical units to the battlezone. Their mission was simple: destroy all Syndicate units in Saudi Arabia. This force was under the command of Major General Anaklsusmos Agallon. But there was a higher up as well. The Wraith Knight Herald of Hell accompanied the division. It would be his personal mission to find and eliminate the enemy leader, Karl Villant.

A message was sent to Spizania.

A military convoy is approaching Saudi Arabia, carrying a marine division of the Divine Empire. Its mission is not to conquer but to merely destroy the terrorists of the organization of the Syndicate who are operating in Saudi Arabia. We ask that the fleet be allowed to pass through the straits in order to land. Our forces will be willing to cooperate with Spizanian units in the destruction of Syndicate Forces.

A similar message was sent to Cotland and Ottoman Khaif.

A Kreynorian military convoy is approaching Saudi Arabia with the intent to destroy Syndicate forces within that country. We ask that you not take alarm, for none of your forces will come under attack. Instead, we will be willing to cooperate with them as we seem to be undertaking similar missions.


4th Marine Division

6,000 Marines (combat)
200 Black Commandoes (Special Forces under the command of Herald of Hell)
16,000 logistical personnel and vehicle crewmen

Vehicles:

ST-37K1A1 MBT (150)
Arica I Shalmaneser APC (300)
MTV-Armadillo I IFV (200)
Z-41 Regus LBT (100)
G-11/G light anti-tank vehicle (100)
Z-40 T-Rex 280mm self-propelled artillery (100)
Incinérateur 155mm rapid firing artillery gun (150)
MTV Gara-III MLRS (50)
Assorted non-combat vehicles (650)

Air Support:

RoLu-17 attack helicopter (60)

COH Joint Forces Base, Zahedan Iran

The new, and partly unfinished, COH base in Iran was home to whatever units were circulated there by tour. At the moment it was some of the 8th AEG and the 12th Airborne Division (II Corps). The base was spread across a wide expanse of picturesque but relatively featureless desert, with the city of Zahedan close by.

The base was split into two distinct areas, one for the Army elements and the other for the Air Force, and today both were buzzing with activity as news of General Mason's Initial Mobilization came through. The airfield was usually abuzz throughout the day as building materials and supplies were ferried in to finish and supply the base, but today there were many fighter planes and bombers on their lines, instead of just a few defense and cargo aircraft.

At the pre-flight lines sat 20 GR.6H Tornado Aircraft, the Runway Raizers as they are more affectionately known in the COH. Each one was painted in a digital desert camouflage scheme and was loaded down with four BLU-107 Durandal's (Anti-Runway Weapon) and two AIM-9P Sidewinders.

One by one each plane began to taxi onto one of the six runways at the base and behind each other they shot down the runway, afterburners flaring, and lifted off into the sky, where they would bank in the clear blue sky, heading South-West over Bandar-E-Lengeh where a group of F/A-18E's would join them as escorts from the Naval Base there. Two F/A-18G's would also fly close to the formation.

The primary mission for the Tornado's was to pre-emptively destroy any usable runways in the UAE and the Ash Sharqiyah province of Saudi Arabia, thereby ensuring that if the terrorists succeeded in taking over they would have no way of getting in supplies by air, or getting fighters or bombers out of the country. The secondary mission for the F/A-18E's was to take pictures of the areas over which the aircraft would be flying, scanning primarily for signs of military activity. The F/A-18G's had the mission of providing radar jamming so that, in the unlikely event enemy forces were scrambled they'd be ineffective.

Within three hours the 26 aircraft (20 Torado's and 6 Super Hornets) were crossing the Strait of Hormuz and entering enemy territory. Nearby Cottish aircraft were also attacking airbases and radar sites.

The Tornado's mission was a hairy one, they had to get in low over the runway, drop the bombs with precision and get back up into the air. Only the bravest and most experienced pilots got to fly in the Runway Raizers and for good reason.

All in all ten airfields across the UAE and the former Elephantum controlled province of Ash Sharqiyah would be hit.

OOC: Why are you attacking airbases in Oman? I control Oman

Spiz do I have the go ahead to pass through?

OOC: Ofcourse, just dont engage in any ASW, the Persian Gulf is full of my subs getting ready for Phase 2. MWAHHAHAHAHAHA

OOC: My mistake Spiz, must have glanced at the wrong post. All edited out now. And yeah, everyone be careful about ships in the Gulf, there will be a hefty few.

With the go-ahead from Spizania, the fleet passed through the strait and raced to the shore of Jubail Dammam. The city was a hotbed of combat: battles raged in the streets between loyalists and the Syndicate. The marines were determined to ensure that the former were victorious.

The Nurios were armed with small guns and rockets, as were the destroyer escorts. While these would have been wholly inadequate against a well-dug in enemy, they proved more than enough to deal with the hundred or so terrorists defending the beach. Their heavy armament consisted of three mortars, RPGs, two outdated light artillery pieces, a Stinger launcher, and some light machine guns.

The GoLu-17 attack helicopters flew off the decks of the Nurio transports and attacked the defenders, with gun and rocket support from the ships themselves. The helicopters targeted and quickly destroyed the artillery and mortars. The terrorist with the Stinger fired it and downed one of the helicopters, but was then scythed down by the machine gun of another chopper.

Once the defenders were suitably scattered and their heavy armament destroyed, the marines landed. Armored heavily in legionairre-like kevlar and ceramic armor, helmets that extended down to the neck but left the face open, and kevlar assault boots. This armor was hot and heavy and was not suitable for long marches, but provided excellent protection in a firefight. Their weapons were equipped with gunshields bolted underneath.

The Hali-42's delivered barbetted, sarin-loaded rounds that could cause death or permanent nervous system damage with even a shot to the extremity, and the barbettes ensured that the wound was painful, large, and that the round was difficult to extract.

More defenders arrived from the city, but not enough to stop the marines. Once the Hell-Raiser MGs were in place, they cut down any terrorists that tried to storm the beach. After about ten minutes of this, the beach was announced secure. Casualties were four marines dead and thirteen wounded, while the beach was littered with fifty to sixty enemy corpses. One helicopter had been lost and two landing craft damaged by RPG fire. The troops would move on the city itself tomorrow at dawn...

OOC: I take it that Jubail Dammam is Ad Dammam in Saudi Arabia? Or is it somewhere in the UAE?

http://www.the-saudi.net/saudi-arabia/images/map.JPG

OOC: Am i going to get a response or should i continue the attack myself?

OOC: Jubail Dammam is Ad Dammam on some maps. Just to let everyone know, we don't want any mistakes. Thanks for the map Krey.

Somewhere over the Med. Sea
The flight of C-5 Galaxy's and C-130J's approached the coast of Cottish held Israel. The flight split into two groups an advance team and a main body were weary from the long flight from Tangiers. As the reached the edge of Cottish territorial waters they hailed the Cottish Military Air Traffic Controllers in Tel Aviv.

"Cottish MATC, Cottish MATC, this is flight Seven Zulu Alpha requesting permission to enter airspace, destination Lima Foxtrot Omega, Al Jafra Air Base. Be advised main body flight two hours behind us, over."

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After what seemed like days, Fast Attack Group Cane finally pulled out of the harbor in Karachi, Pakistan. As the group moved towards the Persian Gulf, they began official combat operations by providing an AIRCAP for the flotilla. Standard operating procedures were in place as well as extended buffer zone for the group of vessels as they moved at full steam towards the Straits of Homuz. It would be crowded in the skies and the waterways of the Gulf, but FAG Cane had its own AWACS aircraft in the air coordinating with the Cottish AWACS already in place over the theater of operations. This was a must with the increased traffic the risk of collision and or FF incidents rose four fold.

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SSG Galapoli
At station off the Coast of Saudi Arabia.


It didn't take the long for the Sea Superiority Group Galapoli to arrive off station in the Gulf. The Ragnarok Battleships formed the core of the formation as the Lighter but equally deadly Berlin and Anakara Class Cruisers ringed them ready to unleash a rain of Imsdals down on unsuspecting targets in and around the Area of Operations. The flotilla spread out along a line parallel to the coastline. This would give a broad area of cover for ground forces and offer up a large base of fire for Imsdal cruise missiles to be fired from. UAV's prowled the skies looking down from the heavens scouring the countryside for targets of opportunity. A SATCOM link was established between OA member UAV's so a strike could potentially be ordered from any OA unmanned vehicle, if needed. The might of the Hawdawg Navy was ready to make a statement for the world to see.

The Military Air Traffic Control for the Israeli Sector was located at a bunker deep below the outskirts of Tel-Aviv, and was linked via datalink to the many radar sites along the territory. Inside, a team of twenty controlers sat, coordinating every aircraft moving through Cottish air-space. They had detected the flight a while ago, but they hadn't done anything to it yet as it hadn't reached Cottish airspace. The controller looked at the LCD displays in front of him and verified the identification.

"Seven Zulu Alpha, this is Israeli Sector Control. You are cleared to enter Cottish airspace. Maintain angels 28 and current airspeed and proceed to Al Jafr. Escort to arrive momentarily. Contact Jordan Sector Control at approach. Welcome to Cotland. Israeli Sector Control out."

He then switched to one of the combat air patrols in the area and contacted them.

"Dingo flight, this is Sector Control."

"Sector Control, this is Dingo flight, Dingo 1 speaking."

"You are to divert to vector 2-4-1 and escort Hawdawgian transport aircraft to Al Jafr Air Force Base. Confirm orders."

"Wilco. Understand orders to escort Hawdawg transports to Al Jafr. Dingo 1 out."

Dingo flight was a flight of four F-25/A Typhoon air superiority fighters which had just refueled in mid air from a KC-10/A Yggdrasil tanker, giving them another five hours in the air. Each Typhoon had a pair of external fuel tanks and a healthy load of air to air missiles, primarily AIM.11/B Dødsengels, AIM.14/A BVRAAMs and AIM.15/A IRIS-Ts in their internal bays. They had been loitering over the Negev Desert, but now they were climbing to 20,000 meters and heading for the incoming aircraft which they saw on the radar feed from the orbiting E-1/B Hauk AWACS. That meant that their radars were offline, eliminating the chances of them being detected thanks to the radiation the CAM-3/A radar suite emitted. Supercruising at Mach 1.7, it didn't take them long to intercept the Hawdawgian aircraft. They slowed down and dove down, splitting into two pairs, coming down to their altitude of 9,990 meters. The sight of the massive greyish blue interceptors streaking down and past them must have been impressive and somewhat scary for the Hawdawgian air crews, but the Cottish pilots made sure they kept their distance from the large Galaxies and Hercules'. They swung around and took up positions on the flanks of the transports, forming an escort. It was first now that the Cots contacted the Hawdawgians.

"Seven Zulu Alpha, this is Dingo 1. I've been ordered to escort you folks to Al Jafr. Would you mind if I asked what you're carrying? Over."

As the C-5's slowly banked right on the vector assigned by Cottish Air Command, the escorts took up station on the flanks of the Transports. The lead pilot answered the hail of the Cottish Fighters.

"Roger Dingo 1. This is Seven Zulu Alpha, we are transporting advance elements of the 123rd Mechanized Airborne. Our current cargo consists of disassembled helicopters, Armor, Trucks, various sundry supplies, and an advance prep team for the division, over."

Kreynoria;11774935']Can afford guns but knives are too expensive? Seventeen men clearing a city 'held pretty strongly?' A bayonet charge in an urban combat scenario, with like a dozen men?

Please enlighten me, if you had a choice between a gun & ammo or a knife, which would you choose?

Y'all gonna love me here in a bit...

"Our enemies are forming against us, we do not have many choices left. Reinforcments have been sent into Hamad, and the takeover of other cities inside the provice as well as cities in the UAE will streach our lacking numbers thinnly. We must recruite more, we have to unit the people of these territories before they are casualties of a war that they just stood back and watched. An attack on our people by any nation will be taken as a Jihad against our Islamic state and against our very religion that the world should follow. The loyalist are already a problem, they are defending the former government that had already been eliminated. To defend the government is defended defiance and we cannot have defiance. The countires of the world are trying to break us, to see them unit with passion to stop up is interesting but never the less, we cannot let these capitalist westerners come in and eliminate the future, the future for us. The future for the world."

Viliant ended the transmission to his komrads inside of the Eastern province of saudi arabia. The man on the other end was writting down Viliants every word, to the exact. He would later make a speech to those loyal to Viliant and the syndicate in what the group was calling Aazad. The man stepped out of the dirt house, a small cobble compared to what his wealth would have gotten him in the old days. He had wasted his money for the cause he had to now be dedicated to, guns and ammunition wern't cheap and it was almost impossible to find a good deal with someone who was willing to sell to their cause. They had found a dealer and sence the elimination of political leaders in the UAE they were able to do trading through the arabian gulf. The trade ships origin was unknowen but, as long as the group got weaponry they promised protection from any enemies that might attempt to halt their deals. The last list this man was sent had on it a group of vehicles they might be able to get. The only way they would though would be if they captured a large docking facility so they would be able to recieve them. They would take Dubayy, a large city and one of the emirate capitals. It is located right on the edge of the gult waters and taking this city would allow the group to transport arms and equiptment to the upper areas of the UAE. They could recruite here as well so the location would serve as a perfect spot.

Technical trucks were now becoming a common sight around the city of Harad. The loyalist inside were becoming violent against the takeover of the city, some though had joined the syndicate side and were a major help as to the location of military instilations in the city. It was still conflicted though.

Harad was the only city restraining against syndicate control. Other major cities in Ash Sharqiya were easier to weed group members inside of, even without a government the people still worked, prayed and conducted business like before. The region's major cities would soon go under attack, once Harad was taken that is.
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Harad, Ash Sharqiya

The members of what was now being called the Aazad movement, instead of syndicate, were beginning to gain much needed support in Harad. The city had been defiant to this point and any further they doubted the resistance would cease. Rocket fire in the city became common as every rocketeer in loyalist groups were firing almost every round they had at passing Technicals which would in turn return fire. The city bellowed smoke from just about ever street as building were lit on fire, trucks were distroyed and cars were loaded up with IEDs to eliminate a moving enemy. The original group that attacked was at the moment of success as they broke into a building housing four loyalist.

The front door came down with a sharp slam and a few rounds were fired from inside, a triggerhappy loyalist with a Velmat M82. A very cheap variation of the AK. The gunner inside had managed to kill the frontman who kicked the door in, the rest of the group took cover by hugging the wall at either side of the door. A 40mm grenade was loaded into the GP-25 grenade launcher and poped into the open door that was still emiting gunfire. The grenade was a direct hit, slamming into the chest of the gunman, almost going through then exploding. The group charged into the building in a long lin formation, the left side of five went in first the right side would follow.

As the group of five from the left entered the building to find confrentation in the living room the right side geared up to enter the building. A rocket fired from across the street stopped that plan. The rocket hit the corner of the building sending shrapnel and heatwaves into the groups back. The back three fell dead, the other three ahead ran into the building blindly, one getting shot. All this happening in an area deamed light resistance, the heavier red zone was saved for the more urban area.

In what was knowen as the red zone the sound of bullets being fired off was constant. Like the residential area cars and technicals were almost scarce, those that were there were already distroyed. Loyalist resistance was heavier in this area heance the zone. Buildings were almost blowen to peices from heavy RPG fire, bullet casings littered the streets along with bodies and on almost every street along with the bodies and casings were skirmishs. Small light arms fighting, one group on one side, the other opposite. They had walls of ruble piled up in makeshift shelters and they were firing back and forth. Civilians in the city had begun evacuation but without the means they could not, many civilians were being forced to choose a side to fight although weaponry was as scarce as the vehicles. Anyone who chose to fight on the side of Aazad were given deadmens guns and knifes that had already peireced skin many times before. Those who chose the side of loyalist were given nothing execpt the confidence that if the loyalist won they would be safe.

Any loyalist captured in the heated battles would be drug into the streets and decapitaded or beaten and burned. Some were just shot where they stood, video tapes from this battle were being sent to news stations everywhere to show the violance cause by the Aazad, an anti-aazad propaganda loyalist used to hopfully gain support. The outpost taken over by the group days ago was now a smoking crater as loyalist artillary fire had shelled roads leading into the city.

The Aazad movement's determination was now focused on eliminating loyalist threat and taking over their military weapons, especially the artillary peices and vehicles. The group had already raided and stole fifty seven KA-2 APC's which they were fitting to use against loyalist in Harad.

COH Joint Forces Base, Zahedan, Iran

Five B-52H Stratofortress' sat on the flightline as the sun gently disaappeared from sight, bathing the desert in a myriad of colors and glinting off the steel and metal surfaces all around the base at Zahedan.

Each B-52 had its engines running, and the pilots sat high up in the cockpit making their final checks as ground crews scurried to and fro preparing for their departure. Each B-52 carried 23 AGM-86 CALCM's (Conventional Air-Launched Cruise Missiles), which made 115 Missiles between the five planes.
Each AGM-86 carried a 3000lb warhead and would be precision guided all the way to its target, without the B-52's ever having to leave Eurasian airspace.

On day one the Tornado's had destroyed the most important airfields across the enemy zones, now came the turn of the ports in UAE and Ash Shariqah to be destroyed.

As the red glow turned slowly to blue night the B-52's one by one taxied on the longest runway at the airfield and slowly, getting ever faster, lumbered down to the end and lifted off, like some sure-lined and graceful birds of prey.

Once again the flight-plan would take the B-52's over Bandar E-Lengeh, and, still well inside freindly territory, would launch their missiles out over the waters of the Gulf, busy with aircraft and ships from several nations all working together to combat a rising terrorist threat.

It took over three hours for the B-52's to reach their IP (Initial Point) and from there they spread out, the city of Bandah-e-Lengeh lit up at the coast far below in the clear black night. They spread out until they reached their second IP, beyond which the crew checked their targets and performed some last minute checks. Once they hit the FP (Firing Point) they, one by one, loosed off the 115 Cruise Missiles.

The big, grey missiles dropped below the aircraft before igniting their engines and shooting off into the sky over the gulf.

[TARGETS

UAE:
Dhayah: 6 Missiles
Rams: 6 Missiles
Shimai: 6 Missiles
Rasu-l-Khaima: 6 Missiles
Ummu-l-Qaywan: 6 Missiles
Ajman: 6 Missiles
Sharjah: 6 Missilles
Dubai (Dubayy): 6 Missiles
Shuayb: 6 Missiles
Abu Dhabi: 6 Missiles
Tarif: 6 Missiles
Ruwal: 6 Missiles
Jabal Dannah: 6 Missiles
Sila: 6 Missiles
Ghewaifat: 6 Missiles

Map: http://www.mideastweb.org/uae.gif

SAUDI ARABIA (ASH SHARIQAH):
Ra's al Khafji 6 Missiles
Al Jubayl: 6 Missiles
As Salwa: 6 Missiles]

Map: http://media.maps.com/magellan/Images/SAUDIA-W1.gif

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OOC: I think losses need to be posted for a number of attacks from different nations, and now this attack aswell.

Bump

ooc:just hold on for one more day, i`ll get a post up. Right now I have it on a differant comp. and I need to transfer cause the comp. I got at home has no internet connection =-( saddness for me.

Dubayy, UAE

Aazad Movement (Dubayy Take over)

x850, Aazad Movement Members.
x39, Technical Trucks
x17, KA-2 Armored Personell Carriers

The troops poured out of technical trucks which then began to run routs through the city. The take over of Dubayy would run smoothly as the UAE's troop movements wern't as heavy as loyalist in the Saudi territory. The KA-2 APC's ran strait to the ports and began to take those, security and such gave them a hassel but before a single shot was fired they decided it was safer to join the group with the big armored vehicles rather then fight them with the 9mm pistols they were equipt with. A few small ships were in the ship yards and in a few days two large ones would come in to transport eight Type 96 tanks and the group would be able to gain a slight advantage over the loyalist in Harad and other cities. As the group began to orginize the ports in the manner they sought fit the screeching noice of splitting air and rocket propeled objects split the calmness.

The missles slamed into the portsides and hundreds began to flee the dockyards. There were only six missles hitting the port but it had desimated most of what was there. Aazadi's sprawled along the ground, at least twenty of them had been on the docks when the attack was launched.

Casualties
Aazad Members: 37
Civilians: 17

wounded
Aazad Members: 21
Civilians: 10

(Edit: Hope the numbers dont dissapoint, just be glad in the thought that this attack might scare off my arms supplier.)

Ajman, UAE

Aazadi members had began to Ajman only as a precaution to give their arms supplier other points to unload their weapons and such, this would be a grave mistake for those who discided to wait in the dockyards. Like Dubayy, Ajman would recieve the same amout of damage without the amount of casualties. A few passingby civilians were caught in some sharpnel, but the only recorded deaths were Aazadi related.

Causlties from missle attacks throughout the UAE
Aazad Members: 62 (Including Dubayy)
Civilians: 35 (Including Dubayy)

Wounded
Aazad Members: 58 (Including Dubayy)
Civilians: 117 (Including Dubayy)

OOC: Sorry, everyone who has been posting attacks, First off though. Cot, as of the moment you attacks radar sights and airways, runways and such they were all uncontrolled. The majority of my force has been used to take cities and loyalist military bases. Second, Spiz once again sorry for not noticing your attakcs but the truth is I didn`t see them. I was in a hurry and I suppose I skiped over it so sorry again. Just a question though, with the long range missle attacks and such, thats all against main roads and such right cause I hope my post below isn`t wronge.
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A patrol of Aazad members running through a route toward Dubayy (Dubai) had come to a halt. They had stopped for a simple bathroom brake that would cost most of them their lifes. A screaming whistle sound and a second later the road was covered in fire. A few Aazadis had gotten back from the explosions only to watch ten to twenty of their brothers being burned to death as they ran despretly trying to relieve the fire. Most of their vehicles were distroyed, eight technical trucks in all were gone and the ones left that might be able to move were currently burning. The patrol had been hit hard and the same went for the long stretch of road.

The attack was to corordinated to be loyalist and targeted roads and routes that the loyalist used themselfs. It couldn`t have been and attack from an outer country so it had to come from a country nearby, but that would leave only the Spizanians from Oman could have done this. The question, why? It was simple to believe a western country would attack such a noble Islamic cause but a Muslim country, a country from the same creed as the Aazad, it was clear they were traitors to all muslims and Islamics around the Middle East. They had to be stopped and once Karl Viliant, though still in Japan, had heard of this through a international line he exploded in anger.

"General, let these bastards know what their up against. Take the airfields gather up a support fire company and we will go to war with the Spizanies if thats what they want. We had no hostilities toward them, our cause must perservere but they have to be out of the picture. Let them cower at our might, General I leave it to you to decide how they shall pay but I do order you to make their damage great."

The line disconnected, and Al-Musahev turned his attention to a map tacked to the wall of this small shack like building. Outside another man clicked the safty on and off in his AK, he sat back taking a drag from a ciggerette sitting in his mouth. Inside he could here fist pounding then the faint sound of writting.

Musahev had begun to plan a retalitation against Spizania, it would be simple but harsh and they would soon get the picture to stay out of affairs that do not concern them.

(OOC: Mind you, the reason for your attacks are not understoof around the Aazad, they think its an unprovoked attack so dont mind the lack of information here)

OOC: Actually your posts are a bit wrong. My first attacks were on ten major airfields throughout UAE and Ash Shariqah. (Cot and myself also knew the runways/airports we destroyed were not in use by your forces, but it was a preventitive strike should they have wanted to use them in the future.) The second attack, the cruise missile attacks, were on the ports of the cities I listed, only the ports were fired on-nothing else. You'll have to amend your posts for that, as I am sure 6 Missiles is enough to destroy or at least cripple all those ports.
I hope this clears things up.

On-board the ACS Hakumei
Asian Commonwealth Ship Twilight

The Destroyer made chunneled it's way through the water as it neared it's desireable location. It and three other ships were apart of a specialized minor fleet. It's specialization was that of the fact it was being sent on a secret Operation. Along the ACS Hakumei was the ACS Oatakebune, a small-carrier designated to act as an Expidtionary Ship*1*, the ACS Joseon, another Destroyer of the same class as the ACS Hakumei, and the ACS Melbourne, a Missile Frigate. The make up of the fleet was mostly Japanese, with Australasian sailors as well. The Marines onboard the ACS Oatakebune were of Khmer and Japanese ethnicity.

It would be atleast days until they approached their final destination.

ORBAT

Naval Assets
2x Osaka Class Destroyers, the ACS Hakumei and the ACS Joseon
1x Kinshou Class Carrier, the ACS Oatakebune
1x Tsume Class Missile Friage, the ACS Melbourne
Marine Assets, other assets on-board the ACS Oatakebune
2,200 Marines on-board the ACS Oatakebune
85 Aircraft on-board the ACS Oatakebune *Piloted by Marine and Naval Pilots, 80 Fighters and Bombers and Fighter-Bombers, 5 Helicopters*
30 LAVs
8 Light Deployable Artillery Units
Aerial Assets


I'm bussy atm, but just a notice -

I was meaning to RP the creation of this mission, which I will be. I will be RPing it as it arrives, and do a so many weeks before.

The operation was, so far, an unprecedented success for the Cottish, who stayed safe high above the range of whatever the enemy could have of surface to air missiles and anti-aircraft artillery as they plummeted the enemy positions. The Imsdal missiles had succeeded in taking out all major military airfields targetted. Al Jubayl, Dhahran, Bateen, Al Dhafra, Al Ain, Minhad, Dubai International Airport and Sjarjah International Airport were all struck, first by Imsdal missiles spreading thermite submunitions that destroyed anything in its path when burning at 5,000° C, then by 250 kilogram Mk.90/B JDAM bombs that made large, deep holes in the tarmacks and runways.

Similar events occured at the few radar installations in former Elephantum. Imsdal missiles slammed into the radar buildings and disabled them, followed by tactical bombers and aircraft who dropped bombs in to ensure destruction. While the targets weren't currently in use, the Cots ensured that it would stay that way, giving them air superiority, a necessary requirement to any military victory. Barsuk bombers and Enforcer fighters streaked across the skies, spreading destruction. The Cots predicted collateral damage to be minimal, but in the event that they should appear, they wouldn't really give a damn.

Eventually, the initial air raid was completed and the aircraft started returning towards Cottish territory, not having lost a single aircraft. The mission was 100 % successful, something the pilots and other air crews thought about as they met with waiting K-10/A Yggdrasil refueling aircraft safely over Ottoman Khaif Arabia where they refueled and headed for home.

At first light, six RF-20/C Enforcer reconnaissance aircraft flew over Aazad territory and documented the damages made by the Cottish air raid. The images would naturally be analyzed, but they would reveal that the air bases most likely wouldn't be able to accept an aircraft for quite some time.

At 10.00 Oslo time, Prime Minister Rothsky appeared on the televisions. His speech was simultaniously translated into English for those who watched the Cottish-owned and -operated English-speaking news channel TV2 World News. He was dressed in a dark blue suit with a white shirt and a red tie, his hair neatly made. The sixty-six year old politician looked as strong and well as he always had. As he spoke, he spoke in a deep, strong voice that instantly invoked a sense of respect in those who heard him.

"Ladies and Gentlemen of the Realm, good morning.

"A few days ago, the nation of Elephantum, a friend and ally of the Realm, finally fell into anarchy. As a result, several new nations have appeared on the face of the Earth to claim their right to exist. Normally, we would have no problem with that, as we welcome all new nation-states that manage to establish themselves in this unforgiving world that we live in. However, one of these new nations have given us cause for concern. I am speaking of the nation-state that refers to itself as 'the Islamic State of Aazad'.

"As the name might imply, the nation is a Muslim one. The Realm has no problems with Muslims, having a large Muslim population itself and peacefully co-existing in a Muslim region with many Muslim neighbor states. However, the nation of Aazad has declared itself to be a nation intent on conquering the region, yes, infact they intend to take the world. You may dismiss this as propaganda used by the government to gain popular support. Yes, perhaps it is. But what really concerns His Majesty's Government is the fact that the declared military leader of Aazad is none other than one Karl Villant.

"You may recognize the name, but allow me to elaborate. The Karl Villant that has been declared the military leader of Aazad is the same Karl Villant that was behind the attacks on the Cottish embassy in Tokyo a few weeks ago, the same attack where almost seventy Cottish citizens were killed. Cottish embassies, regardless of their location in the world, are considered sovereign Cottish territory, and any attacks upon such embassies as terrorist attacks.

"Needless to say, the Realm considers Karl Villant, and any followers of him, as terrorists.

"With legal backing in article 27 in the Protection of the Realm Act of 2005, and with the blessing of His Majesty's Government and the Storting, His Majesty the King has decided that the attack upon the Cottish embassy in Tokyo was sponsored by the Islamic State of Aazad, something which makes the attack on the embassy an act of war against the Realm of Cotland. Therefore, in accordance with article 24 of the Constitution, His Majesty the King declared that a state of war currently exists between the Realm of Cotland and the Islamic State of Aazad.

"The first shots of this war has already been fired. Last night, elements of the 1st, 2nd and 3rd Air Forces of the Royal Cottish Air Force conducted air strikes against military targets within the declared boundaries of the Islamic State of Aazad. I am pleased to report to you that our valiant Air Force suffered no friendly casualties while inflicting massive damage to the enemy's infrastructure to efficiently wage war, and that all mission objectives were met. I pledge to you that we shall continue our campaign until we have stomped out this terrorist nation once and for all!

"They will be casualties along the way to victory, and I shall grieve with every Cottish life that is lost in this war. However, it is a necessary evil which we must face in order to not only ensure the safety and stablitiy of the Realm and the entire Middle Eastern region, but also to liberate the oppressed peoples of Aazad who live under the terrorist yoke every day. We are fighting a just cause; not only are we defending our nation and its honor, but we are embarking on a mission of mercy, to liberate an oppressed people that is being slaughtered at the hands of terrorists. We do not take easily on sending our boys and girls in uniform out to fight and risk their lives for us. However, there are times when such actions are justified and required. This is one of those times.

"To the men and women in our glorious armed forces, I can say only this: You have the backing and support of the entirety of the Cottish people and the Cottish Government as you embark on this mission. You are in our thoughts and prayers. You have better equipment, superior training, extensive experience, better leaders and a cleared objective than the enemy does. Remember your training, trust your training, equipment and leaders, and go with God, for He is with you.

"Ladies and Gentlemen of the Realm, I shall speak with you again tommorrow. For now, I ask only that you keep our brave men and women in uniform in your thoughts and prayers, and pray for a swift victory.

"Thank you for the attention."

BUMP For Nerotika.

OOC I've said this before -

Nerotika can rarely post on weekends.

Persian Gulf
SSG Galapoli FAG Cane

As the forces gathered in the Persian Gulf, scattered news came in from the UAE. The situation had deteriorated to a point that Dubayy (formerly known as Dubai) had been taken over by the terrorists now going by the name “The Aazad Movement”. Hawdawg command didn’t take long to make a decision as orders filtered down to SSG Galapoli and FAG Cane. Almost as like a poetic dance move four MMGN Vulkan Class Arsenal Ships turned to face the shoreline some five miles away. Slowly the armored Mark-51 V Cell launcher opened exposing 560 RGM-203 Imsdal’s. These cruise missiles were a joint project by the Empire of Layarteb and Cotland purchased by the Holy Republic after a breathtaking display of there power many years ago. Each Vulkan carried a balance of Phosphorous Incendiary (designed to melt solid steel or structures on impact), Thermite Plasma (designed to take out targets PI rounds couldn’t eliminate), and Blast Fragmentation Missiles with 10mm depleted Uranium spheres (designed eliminate hard targets like bunkers, etc.), the Imsdal would be used for a much more sinister purpose on this day. Engineers recently designed a new proximity fuse for these weapons that would put an added twist to the deadly round. These new fuses would allow the blast fragmentation round to detonate 50 feet before impact spraying all underneath with a shotgun style round guaranteeing death for anyone or anything in its sights.

The dull tone of a launch warning beacon vibrated through each ship as one by one the RGM-203’s left there perch heading towards two targets Abu Dhabi, and Dubai (Dubayy). Command had decided both cities would simply be leveled by Imsdal attack and friendly forces could then move in to establish beachheads in these locations. Civilian casualties were expected but deemed acceptable. UAV’s acted as the eyes of the fleet scouring the target areas and verifying that all had been destroyed. After what seemed like an hour, but in reality was only fifteen minutes silence once again fell on the Vulkan’s as crew members began the laborious task of repositioning the vessels next to the AOE support vessels for rearming/resupply.

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Encryption Level A5
Flash Message to All Allied Forces

The Holy Republic has launched a significant missile attack against Abu Dhabi and Dubai (Dubayy) we expect wide scale destruction at both sites, civilian population were deemed hostile and engaged as such. We have already started a disinformation campaign to spread throughout the region claiming “The Aazad Movement” slaughtered all the citizens by rocket attack. Be advised we do not have sufficient forces to seize the locations listed and offer them up to allied forces for establishment of a beachhead into the UAE. If we take both towns we will split the country into partitions which will force the Aazad to fight on several different fronts.

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Over the skies of the UAE transport planes from the Holy Republic began to drop leaflets printed in Arabic showing an exploding building and declaring that "The Aazad Movement" was murdering civilians who didn't swear allegiance to there cause. The leaflet also claimed Abu Dhabi and Dubayy had been destroyed by rocket attack from the Aazad. Disinformation would be a key to turning the population against the Aazad.

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OOC: 1120 Imsdal's are inbound on both Abu Dhabi and Dubai. As you can see from the listing of the munitions above there shouldn't be much left standing in either town.

The Emperor of Layarteb was deeply concerned with the proceedings in the southern Arabian Penninsula. His allies in the October Alliance were opening a significant offensive against a newly formed Islamic state, the Islamic State of Aazab. It had taken up refuge in the Ash Sharqiyah part of Saudi Arabia and the Abu Dhabi, Ajman, Dubai, Fujairah, Ras al Khaymah, Sharjah, and Umm al Qaywayn parts of the United Arab Emirates. The politics of the nation was something that was going to be misunderstood, even after the war. It had the potential to turn into a terrorist-sponsoring state, something that sparked keen interest in the allies of the Emperor. He, however, was not fully convinced, yet. The Empire of Layarteb was a beacon in the world and Islamic fundamentalists would have a ball attacking the Empire. The symbolism it would bring would be more than sufficient for recruitment and "holy" purposes. However, the Emperor had a fine line to walk. He knew that he wouldn't have to give them a reason for bringing their Jihad's to the Empire but he also knew that if he did attack them it would only further their resolve. Whether he did or not, his allies were and that would be justification enough for the cowardly propagand doctors of Islamic fundamentalism to surmise a Jihad against the Empire. He was in a place he rather not be with an enemy he rather not exist but he knew that you just couldn't kill them all, as novel as an idea as that was. He knew that every bomb dropped recruited that many more people but without the bombs there would be recruitment as well, possibly more. The more they were bombed, the more they would have to resort to basic tactics, homicide bombings, kidnappings, explosives, etc. They wouldn't have a mighty military behind them and that was something he was glad his allies were seeing to, to protect everyone. The less they had to fight, the more crude materials they would have to resort to, in order to wage their Jihad, making them less effective but dangerous still. A terrorist with C4 strapped to his chest was far less dangerous than one with an air force or a surface-to-surface missile launcher.

The Emperor saw the situation and saw its importance. He needed to make sure that war did not go in favor of the Islamic State of Aazab. For this, he would contact his October Alliance allies through their secure channels and offer assistance, monetary and arms. Layartebian Special Forces could be deployed but only after the Varsolan War was settled. The Empire had a major campaign on their hands against Varsola, one that had been in the works for years and now that it was finally a realization, the Emperor had to prioritize. His people needed something to look to, to smile at, and to clap for, especially in the wake of Grenada. The war against Aazab was something that was thousands of thousands of miles away, something that would give hope and cheer in the boundaries of the Empire but not nearly as much as the quest against Varsola, a neighborhood state.

Encrypted Communique
To: October Alliance
Fr: The Empire of Layarteb
Re: The War Against Aazab

The Empire is concerned about the war against Aazab. We feel that it is a just war and a war that must be fought and won properly. Islamic fundamentalism is a dangerous foe for world peace and stability and the more that it can run rampant, the bigger risk that the free nations of the world are at risk for attack, death, and destruction. We wish to contribute forces for the quest but, at the moment, we cannot as the war with Varsola is about to take shape and form. Our people need a victory in the wake of Grenada and we need something to hold our heads up to and cheer for, something that brings back hope and confidence. A conquest over Varsola will do just that and when it is completed, the Empire will contribute full resources to the conflict against Aazab. For the time being, however, we will not leave you without support. Resources, arms, funds, and such will be diverted to your cause and Layartebian bases abroad, in Iceland and Ireland and the Northern Atlantic will be open to your forces, should they be requested. We understand that they are far removed from the conflict but we have no territory in the immediate vacinity of the war.

We thank you for your understanding,

The Emperor of Layarteb

He hoped one thing about the communique and that was that his allies would not feel it as a betrayal to the charter of the alliance or to their cause. He supported it and them and he wished for not ill will. He just had to prioritize and in the wake of Grenada, the stability and dream of the Empire of Layarteb had to be protected, at all costs.

River Assault Force, moving down New Project River, 8 hours from Delta Strike Posistions
The fleet of hovercrafts kicked up clouds of spray as they headed downstream at sixty knots, occasionally splitting off leading vessels, who would come to a halt and deploy a company or two of infantry to secure some vital installation, mostly bridges and water processing plants, the hovercraft would then rejoin at the back of the formation. Resistance was generally light, although the formation had tangled with and annihalated a handful of light Patrol Boats that had obviously been captured by insurgents. The 30mm gatling guns mounted on the front of the hovercraft easily destroying the fibreglass boats within seconds, taking there crew with them. Twice already they had exchanged on the move with shore posistions, using cannon and rockets to tear apart a handful of technicals and buildings, the Islamists had probably not expected this form of attack. That meant the Armoured Units even now pushing across the borders on the way to there own objectives could expect a hard time of it.
Soon they would reach there objectives, and soon they would control the prize for which they were fighting.
OOC: Assume the attacks mentioned in my earlier posts are now well under way

Hirgizstan City, State of Praia, Hirgizstanian Cape Verde

For over two days now the Fuhrer had watched the situation in the Gulf escalate from a small civil disturbance in the collapsed Elephantum territories, into a full blown international incident, which was slipping inexorably toward a nasty regional war.

So far the Government had held several press conferences and had released a steady stream of information about actions being taken in the Gulf. There had been, as yet, no formal declaration of war, just an upping in the nations threat levels . However, the press had been speculating correctly that the escalation would probably lead to a declaration of war.

In Libya there had been a few peaceful protests in Tripoli and in other big cities calling for immediate action against the terrorist group seeking to take over the Gulf regions in question. The Islamic National Organisation had signed a petition with over 50,000 signatures that stated they wanted immediate government action.

For the country things were rapidly pointing in one direction. The nation had already suffered heavy losses in Pantheaa to terrorism, and still did suffer in that area from time to time, and the will of the people was firmly behind action, especially as many in North Africa felt ties to those in the Middle East.

Thus it came down to the Fuhrer to choose. So far only limited air operations and general mobilisations had taken place. The air strikes, while effective, were not a sign of commitment. Indeed Hirgizstanian allies in Hawdawg and Cotland had already led significantly more committed strikes and now the Empire was supporting this action.

The Fuhrer now sat in his office, facing a large TV camera and crew, with the Hirgizstanian flag on his right and the Fuhrer's Seal on the left. He sat behind a desk, with a leather writing pad in the middle and a gold statue of a wolf at the front. He had just finished a call to the commander's in Bander-E-Lengeh which, at that exact moment, had put the finishing touches on the action that would take the Commonwealth firmly into a war footing.

Now he would address the nation, across all networks and channels.
The camera crew made their final checks and within ten seconds the Fuhrer was on air.

"People of the Commonwealth, Good-Evening.

I speak to you tonight to address the situation that we have all seen unfolding on our tv and computer screens for the past several days. Many of you have made your views on our action perfectly clear. Some of you will also be worried about what it might mean to get involved in such a case.

In many ways the situation in the Gulf draws parallels with the situation we faced in Pantheaa some time ago. Terrorists have once again arisen to try and subject a people to their own sordid and twisted will, and we have been called upon, again, to do something.

In the past few weeks you will have seen and heard of the man named Karl Valiant, and you will have witnessed what he and his terrorists have done to the Cottish Embassy in Tokyo. Now he and his followers are bent on establishing themselves in the Persian Gulf, a direct threat to our allies there, and indeed to peace and freedom loving nations throughout the world.

When it became apparent that an uprising by these terrorists had taken place I immediately ordered harsh but limited aerial strikes against strategic targets in the UAE and in the Ash Shariqah region of Saudi Arabia. However, it seems that the violence and disorder has only worsened, with hundreds of innocents forced to flee their homes under the terrorist threat. It is unclear exactly what the terrorists hope to achieve beyond their own perceived statehood as the Islamic State of Aazab, but we are resigned to the knowledge that they will likely want only the destruction of all societies that oppose their evil.

We cannot, as a responsible nation, let this injustice happen. Thus I have today ordered a full commitment to military action against this state. As of today a state of war will exist between us and them.

I ask you only that you support me in my decision and that you pray for the lives of our brave military men and women who are rising once more to deal a blow to the evil that pervades this world.

Thank You and Good Night.

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Encrypted Communication
To: October Alliance
From: COH
Re: Gulf Situation


At this time the COH has declared war on the Islamic State of Aazab. TOA allies are welcome to set up their regional command posts at the COH Naval Base in Bandar-e-Lengeh.
There will also be a press HQ at this base which will allow information to be passed quickly and efficiently to the public from this area. All networks in TOA nations are welcome to this base.

Message Ends

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Straight of Hormuz, Persian Gulf

The Straight had been busy for days with ships of several nationalities mostly entering the straight to conduct various military operations against the terrorists that were systematically seizing towns and villages in the UAE and Ash Shariqah.

Shipping lanes had shifted only slightly, the oil tankers and cargo ships now sailed much closer to the coastline of Iran, which put a sizeable stretch of sea and many naval ships in between them and any terrorists.

Directly south of the port of Bander-e-Lengeh sat elements of the Hirgizstanian 15th Fleet. Parts of the fleet had been patrolling up and down the coastline for the past few days, collecting information from drones and dropping SEAL Teams here and there.

At the point south of Bandar-e-Lengeh sat a Nimitz Class Carrier and a Ronald Reagan Class Carrier, which dwarfed every ship in the Gulf. Their support ships were also buzzing around them. But off to one side of this formation sat a symbol of Hirgizstanian power and prowess- four Missouri Class Battleships with their 25 inch Guns. The Missouri's were bigger than a Nimitz Class Carrier by far and carried the most potent armament on a Naval vessel anywhere in the world. The 25 inch guns could level coastlines in a matter of minutes, scattering and simply destroying any enemy fortifactions or forces that were unlucky enough to get in the way.

The four Missouri Class ships had spent the day manouvering into position in relation to the city of Dubai (Dubayy) on the coast of UAE. Now their 25 inch guns, twelve on each ship, were pointed over their bows toward the city, which was already being pounded by Imsdal Cruise Missiles from Hawdawgian Vessels. Close to the Missouri class ships also sat five angular shapes, long and low to the water- Torrent Class Arsenal ships, each capable of launching over 750 Imsdal Cruise Missiles.

The four Missouri and five Torrent Class ships waited in their positions until the sun began to lower itself in the sky. A network TV crew aboard one of the Missouri ships filmed the setting sun as it arced seemingly beneath one of the huge 25 inch gun barrels, and then the camera slowly followed the barrel out to sea. The sun was setting on the terrorists and their hopes.

Suddenly the lapping of the sea and the monotonous sound of naval engines was suddenly shattered by the commencement of firing by the Missouri Battleships, all four letting rip at once, displacing tons of water over the bows of the ships and sending ear-splitting concussive blasts out across the water. Then the next three gun turrets barked, and the next and the next, and then all the guns fell silent again for a few seconds before the first turrets issued forth again.

In the maelstrom the ripping sound of 2000 Imsdal Missiles being launched from the Torrent class ships was barely heard over the hour or so that it happend. The only time the missiles could be heard was when the Missouri's stopped firing to reload. The Torrent Missile launches were over fairly quickly, but the barrage from the Missouri's continued and would continue throughout the night, the ships being re-supplied in intervals so the firing didn't let up.

In the morning, after the missile and gun barrage, as well as the earlier strike by Hawdawgian vessels, it would be unlikely that much in the city of Dubai would be left standing.

Nevertheless an EC-130E Rivet Rider PsyOps aircraft flew, with an escort of F-104X Fighters, over the city of Dubai for several hours, beaming down broadcasts on the radio and television about how the terrorists were destroying the city by rocket and artillery attacks, as well as murdering innocent women and children who opposed them or tried to flee. Leaflets were dropped from canisters below the F-104X aircrart depicting dead bodies of women and children, explaining how they had been murdered by Aazad terrorists.


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OOC: Nero, make sure you post the correct damage for my earlier attacks, which I explained in an earlier post on page 3.

The Cots had conducted extensive saturation bombing of the Aazadi positions for the past two days, giving the enemy something to worry about as they prepared themselves. With great assistance from the Ottoman leadership, the Cots had transported an expeditionary corps from Egypt all the way to the borders of the wartorn areas.

The 10., 12. and 15. Panserdivisjon, 22. Infanteridivisjon, 8. Helikopterbrigade, 2. Kampingeniørbrigade and 6. CSS-brigade, the units that made up Ekspedisjonskorps Arabia were positioned along the border, waiting for the go-ahead. At 0455 on the morning of the 16th, they started moving southeast. The H-10/B Stalker and H-11/A Reaper helicopters flew ahead of the main armored collumn, scouting out the area. Following were in excess of 1,800 M51A1 Sabertooth main battle tanks and the thousands of other armored vehicles and support vehicles. Seventy thousand, one hundred Cottish soldiers were moving into the contested area with orders to proceed to Dammam and Dharhan and secure them. They would move first directly south, then when they were 70 kilometers south of Damman, the elements would swing east and attack from the south, hopefully throwing the enemy off. With four large manouver units that could be broken down into a further twelve armored regiments and four infantry regiments, not to mention the many artillery and other support regiments and battalions, the Cots had plenty of operational manouver units. Just to throw the enemy off, an armored regiment, the 4th from the 12. division was ordered to move to the city of Khafji and harrass the enemy there.

Regiment 4/12 consisted of a hundred and fifty of the M51A1 Sabertooth tanks, ninety M60A1 Spectre infantry fighting vehicles, twenty-seven M60A2 Spectre air defense vehicles and two M60A3 Spectre command vehicles, and it moved very quickly towards the area. A few vehicles were encountered along the way, but the Cots, vary of anything, made sure the vehicles couldn't pose a threat. They were destroyed at ranges of up to two thousand meters with the Mk.20/B 30mm chainguns mounted in the Spectre IFVs, after which the Cots pressed on. Nine hours after the Cots had entered the desputed region, the 4/12th was in place while the rest raced southwards, attacking anything threatening. The IFVs of the 4/12th were positioned along the flanks while the tanks and ADUs formed a half-circle line surrounding the south-western portion of the city. When everyone were in position, one of the persons inside one of the command vehicles spoke out over radio on an open frequency.

"This is the Royal Cottish Army. You have thirty minutes to surrender the city of Khafji, or we shall destroy it. Be advised that anyone opposing the Cottish military shall be buried in a pig's hide, dead or alive. You have thirty minutes before we start shooting."

The threat was hopefully enough to make the enemy surrender. According to Muslim beliefs, even touching a pig was haram, or prohibited by faith. Being buried in a pig's hide was more than enough to never being permitted into Jannah, the Muslim paradise with the fourty virgins, something which would really be a bad thing for the Islamistic terrorists, who did all their crazy acts in the hopes of reaching Paradise. It was likely that the threat would anger them further, but if that happened and they refused, they'd have to pay the price. In an airbase in Jordan, Christian airmen had loaded a pair of C-11/B Super Globemasters with fresh pig's hides and plenty of needles and thread, the Muslim airmen refusing to even come near the cargo. Understandable and accepted by the officers. They were just waiting for the call to drop the hides. Whether that call came or not relied on the occupiers of Khafji.

OOC: I`ll revise everything through hopfully today, on weekends though just do not expect a single post from me. I will post on weekdays as much as I can, at least one or two posts to reply to everything. I hope to be getting internet connection at my house on at least thursday. Also I would like to point out that most attacks would have losses posted, remember (to everyone) the Aazad movement is not an organized military superpower or whatnot, we dont have the resorces to calculate deaths. When a guy dies either we leave him where he fell or we take his body, along with others, bury them in a large hole and forget about them. If you expect reports from attacks that might be isolated, without contact from other Aazad groups in the area, then your expecting the impossible. The only thing I will say in those situations will be that the numbers are gone or somthing along those lines. And, the biggest concern I have now, though the large amout of superpowers taking a military interest in me is alarming, is Spizania, he is the closest to my lands and is also engaged in close combat. He is the only one that I can take the fight to, where as everyone else is to far away and aiding Loyalist from a distance.

Also can I ask someone to RP the loyalist? I feel like im godmodding when I do my postings. If you want to RP the loyalist TG me and I'll give you current Aazad/loyalist fighting zones, numbers, weapons and everything else if up to the RPer.

UAE, 18 miles out of Dubayy, The repel of Spizanian troops.

"Get those guns ready, we got armored units coming in along with some troop transports."

"Dig in, dig in. I want those trenchs finished or at least partway there."

"Sir, here they come. We need to take cover."

There were 230 Aazad soldiers waiting, they had gotten their orders and were ready to carry them out. Twenty of them were straped with bomb belts, they were at the moment the enemy came into the clearing, speaking their prayer and asking the great Allah for the enemies death to be with pain and suffering. The group had loaded a stockade of AK-47's and semi automatic M1 garands. Snipers had loaded up several Dragonovs and were dug into several sand dunes as the Spiz armored unit came closer to the large position. RPG-7 tubes were loaded with their rockets, at least twenty in all.

A group of 15 soldiers began to measure out the length from them to the enemy, they had coordinated their mortar tubes to the right positions and then unleashed hell. With a crack and then several others over eight mortars flew into the air and curved toward the armored unit. As the mortars came down the group holding their RPG stood up, took quick aim and fired across the sand field, twenty rockets headed toward the enemy tanks.

The dragonov snipers began to fire into the windows of trooptransports hoping to get a clear shot through to the driver, despite the expected bullet proof glass. AK gunners behind several sand dunes stood up and began to fire, all this from only 114 of the 230 that were positions in those areas, when the others unleashed their ambush the enemy would hopfully not be expecting the assault.

OOC: I suggest Rome could RP the loyalists, I reckon he would do it well and fairly.
As for the casualities, I think we all understand Nero. Perhaps we can estimate losses ourselves as long as we keep within realistic limits (you would naturally have the right to protest the numbers if you felt they were wrong). I'm sure we could work something out.

Bump

OOC: Just waiting for Spiz to respond.

18km out from Dubayy
The hail of rocket propelled Grenades struck the first six vehicles in the formation, three light tanks, a pair of missile carriers and an infantry fighting vehicle, one of the light tanks was stopped dead, as was both missile carriers and the IFV, none of the missile tanks exploded, most of the impacts meerly having shreaded there engine blocks or transmissions, they would most likely be factory repair jobs though, the Slat Armour on the vehicles had prevented more serious damage. Mortar rounds began to fall, doing little damage to the armoured vehicles, they would have to be taken out before any infantry could leave there armoured Vehicles.
The other vehicles began to spread out onto the desert surrounding the road that they had been travelling on, turning there turrets towards the plumes of smoke that marked the launch sites of the RPGs. The buzz saw sound of coaxial MG-42/06s whined across the desert as the guns poured in 7.8mm rounds at over a thousand RPM, spraying the area around the launch sites with hundreds of rounds as glinting brass spent cases poured from the small ejection slot on the side of the firing vehicles turrets.
Then the heavier reports of 35mm autocannon began to be heard joined by the chattering of fifty calibre pintle machine guns as tank commanders, braving the hail of mortar fragments and trusting in the gun shields and there body armour, appeared waste high from there hatches and began to fire there pintle BMGs. Minature dust plumes from weapons impacts began appearing all over the stockade and the desert surrounding it
Meanwhile the only remaining light tank, containing a company commander began issueing orders, forming the vehicles into an assault echelon, a pre arranged formation that would have to be slightly modified to account for the loss of five vehicles. As it turned to take a leading posistion its 105mm Stabilised Smoothbore loosed a beehive round, effective turning the gun into a giant shotgun as tungsten ball bearings sprayed into the Aazad posistion at supersonic speed, they would chew through the enemies body armour, probably light kevlar shirts at best.
The war was begun and the enemy would pay for challenging the might of an armoured column with simply mortars and RPGs.

OOC: Just waiting for Spiz to respond.
[OOC: I was waiting for you to respond, but I'll assume the answer is no...]

Thirty minutes later, there was no reply from within the city. Having prepared the positions and secured air support in the waiting time, the commanding officer of the 4/12th, oberst Rødberg decided that the enemy had been given its chance and wasted it.

"Alle enheter, dette er Tiger seks. Dere har tillatelse til å åpne ild mot alle tilgjengelige mål. Jeg gjentar, tillatelse til å åpne ild har blitt innvilget." [All units, this is Tiger six. You are authorized to open fire against all available targets. I repeat, permission to open fire has been granted.]

He had barely made it through the sentence when the eerie silence surrounding the city was shattered by a hundred and fifty a hundred and twenty millimeter electro-thermal tank-mounted cannons and a hundred and seventeen thirty millimeter chainguns opening fire, targetting buildings, parked vehicles, anything which could potentially pose a threat. The M60A1s also carried two dual anti-tank missile launchers each, presently loaded with MGM.20/A Dolk missiles since the new MGM.21/A Firefly missiles had yet to be distributed to the active units. Still, the Dolk could get the job done, being able to deliver the eight kilogram tandem warhead to a range of 4.25 kilometers at Mach 1.36. Several of those were fired into buildings beyond those at the outskirts of the city.

Next came the Royal Cottish Air Force, which tasked a flight of three A-28/C Hammer ground attack aircraft loaded with a total of twelve AIM.12/A AMRAAM air to air missiles for self defense, twelve AGM.5/A AMESM air to ground missiles, twenty-seven AGM.19/B Brimstone missiles loaded with a 18.14 kilogram high explosive warhead each, nine AGM.19/C Brimstone missiles with a 15.88 kilogram thermobaric warhead each, eighteen Mark 87/A five hundred kilogram incendiary bombs, and twenty-seven Mark 90/B JDAM bombs. In addition came the AMC-680D 32mm six-barreled ETC cannon each of the Hammers had in the nose. The Hammers streaked in from the west, moving low and fast. At nineteen kilometers out, they fired the AMESMs at oil installations outside the city before moving closer. At twelve kilometers, the maximum range of the Brimstones, they targetted vehicles parked and moving within the city and fired the /Bs before moving even closer. As they moved over the city, they started dropping the JDAMs and incendiary bombs, demolishing buildings and starting a firestorm within the city. The Cottish soldiers on the ground were safely outside the city, and wouldn't be hit by the bombs or its effect. Very few if any would survive that onslaught, and those who did would be too seriously wounded to be able to put up any resistance. The Cottish soldiers had little intention of entering the city, being content to pound it from outside.

A small force of six Sabertooths and four Spectre IFVs were dispatched to the other side of the city to cover that angle, opening fire at anyone trying to get out. No quarter would be shown.

OOC: Sorry Cot, didn`t see your post. I'll respond on it soon enough, also Im going to creat a 'secret IC' map of currenty major locations such as training camps and high profile generals and such. I`ll get a respond for you today just hold on.

Encrypted Communique
To: Empire of Layarteb
Fr: Realm of Cotland
Re: Re: The War against Aazad

The Realm is in need of supplies in form of munitions and other supplies. We require an urgent shipment of Firefly missiles, 120mm tank shells, and as many fresh pig hides as you can possibly aquire (for burial shrouds to Islamistic terrorists). We thank you in advance.
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The small Japanese fleet entered the Gulf, not emitting any signal. Just waiting to be called upon, the fleet continued toward Dubayy. Finally, after maybe 15 minutes of being with-in contact range of this 'Coalition' the Admiral had a message sent.

"Commonwealth of Asia reliefe force. Proceding to Dubayy, request all munitions cease fireing on that area. Will take over from there." It wasn't a complex message, infact it was meant to be sort of confusing.

The Japanese Marines on-board were to take the Port of Dubayy, and were going to hopefully evacuate as many Muslim Refugees to Sumatra as possible. However, there was another objective actually on-board the fleet's flag ship.

[In-Secret Character]

OOC I'm not in my best creative mood, anyways I posted my fleet making way last page or so. I have a certain individual onboard to speak with the leader of this movement.

And, from Nerotika -

Hey, guys, Viliant isn't in Aazad. The Syndicate is made up of different ethnicities, and there is an Islamic faction of it. Infact, Vilian is a Muslim *I think that is what he said*. Viliant, however, is still in the Commonwealth. There is a seperate leader, like Osama to Zarqaris.

OOC: Sorry I didn`t get a post up yesterday, and I probably wont get one today. I am in a writting slump of sorts and cant get crap writting no matter what im doing, I blaim battlefield vietnam cause I started playing that three days ago. Anyway i`ll attempt somthing monday, still have no internet at home so I gotta post at school still. Pyschotika, please stop explaining stuff for me its actually kinda getting on my nerves.

The full story is, Viliant is still in japan leaeding the syndicate orginization against the japanese empire. He does though have contact with Aazadi generals including the main general, is there for mental support though not to tell them what to do. He only helps. The syndicate is allied to the Aazadi movement. Thats the jest of it.

OOC: I think we all assumed Valiant wasn't in Aazad (unless it is written otherwise in our posts), but his ties were obvious.
Cotland: I could provide you with 120mm Shells from my bases in Iraq and Iran, they would be flown in and they'd probably get there quicker than if they came all the way from EOL.

IC:

Admiral Charles Eberendu sat in his quarters on the HNS Ben-Gurion (a Ronald Reagan Class Carrier), quietly reading over the results of the previous day's bombardment, which ended just after sunrise. Much of downtown Dubayy had been destroyed, few of the tall buildings that once dominated the skyline remained, and reports were streaming in from the HAF (Hirgizstanian Air Force) that long lines of refugees were fleeing the city.

That was essentially what the bombardment was for, to remove any threat from the city, and if it meant forcing the entire population to leave then so be it. The COH had one policy on terrorism and terrorist nations- Kill Them All.

In any case Admiral Eberendu was gearing up the Missouri Class Battleships and Torrent Class Arsenal Ships for another night of bombardment, to begin at sundown and stop at sunrise the next morning.

It would be just over an hour before sunset, and the Admiral wasn't due on deck again for another half hour, thus he pulled his chair away from his desk and opened the very bottom drawer. Inside was a small whiskey glass and a bottle of Knobb Creek burbon, imported from the EOL.

He poured himself three fingers and sipped at the brown liquor while gazing up at photos of him in his youth, smiling at the young man who was grinning from ear to ear in most of the pictures, usually in a grey painted cabin or overlooking a port or seascape.

He was about to pour another glass when there was a faint knock at his door. He instinctively shouted Enter! and the Assisstant Comms Officer opened the door and handed him a flimsy piece of paper with a few lines on it.

It was from the Japanese, who up until a few weeks ago had been a military ally of sorts to the COH, but now were having second thoughts about all foreign allies. The Admiral found the note perplexing, and not just because of its content. He read it twice, to be sure he had it right. He looked at the Comms Officer who stood in the doorway and asked, "Is this the whole message?"

The Officer looked at the Admiral knowingly, "Yes Admiral, I thought it had been cut off myself, but thats it. They are currently somewhere near the Strait."

The Admiral looked again at the few lines on the page. It said they were a 'relief' force and that they would 'take over'. For a start, there was no relief getting through to the terrorists, that was for damm sure, but the takeover bit seemed strange, almost like the Japanese had made a mistake or had garbled the message, hopefully not intentionally.

The Admiral scribbled his own message on the bottom of the flimsy piece of paper. It read:


MESSAGE
TO: Asian Relief Force
FROM: Admiral Charles Eberendu, 15th Fleet, COHN.



Your force is not cleared to proceed to Dubayy. Repeat, your force is not clear to proceed to Dubayy. The port has been destroyed and the city is under attack due to a terrorist prescence there. The UAE and Ash Shariqah coastline is closed to relief/aid forces.
Your force is to stay in the Strait of Hormuz-safety cannot be guaranteed beyond this point.

Admiral Charles Eberendu, CIC, 15th Fleet, COHN.

[MESSAGE ENDS


Around an hour later Admiral Eberendu watched the opening salvo of the night's bombardment erupt from the guns of the Missouri Class battleships, lighting up the sea for miles around.

Transmission Cypher Blue Alpha
Copy To Japanese Fleet Elements Entering The Gulf
Message:-
Gulf Area Has Been Declared A Free Fire Zone Stop Anti Surface And Anti Submarine Assets Have Been Deployed Stop Any Force Attempting To Enter The Straits Without Permission Of The Spizanian Government Is Liable To Be Fired Upon In Error By Confederate Forces Stop Advise Your Forces Either Seek Official Permission Or Hold At Entrance Points Repeat Gulf Area Has Been Classified A Free Fire Zone
Breakbreak

Encrypted Communique
To: Realm of Cotland
Fr: Empire of Layarteb
Re: The War against Aazad

The pigs and the shells shall be delivered immediately.

Persian Gulf
FAG Cane SSG Galapoli

The respected Admiral Kines sat in the CENTCOM Room watching the events unfold on the 60 inch plasma display screens as data flowed into and out of the operations center. COH forces were pummeling Dubayy following up the Imsdal barrage from the previous day. A garbled message came from the Japanese fleet approaching the Straits, had the fleet commander perplexed.

Admiral Kines, "What the hell are the Japanese up to? And who the hell do they think they are coming in demanding they take over Dubayy, we've been here taking care of business while they were lollygagging around in the Indian Ocean for christ sakes! Send them this message:"

"Imperial Japanese Fleet, we have the situation in Dubayy well in hand. Any more vessels in this narrow channel will compromise all. Reconsider your request. Signed, Admiral Kines Hawdawg Command."

As Kines sent his correspondence to the Japanese Fleet he phoned the DoD in Stockholm.

"Yes let me speak the Defense Minister. Yes sir the Japanese are threatening to take over Dubayy with Marines. Yes sir I know that's would severely hinder our plans for the UAE. Yes sir the 123rd is in Jordan. I expect they could jump within a few hours, day break it is then."

A flash message was sent to the 123rd Armored Airborne in Jordan, they would jump on Dubayy at daybreak. Soon the plans would become a reality in the Middle East.

Admiral Kines wasn't finished with his duties for the night.

"Reposition our BB's I want them to assist the COH fleet with shore bombardment. Hold one BB in Reserve to watch our flanks here in this position, things may get dicey in the morning, I have a gut feeling the Japanese are up to something."

Slowly two BB's moved broadside to the coastline, as the drones flew over the city relaying targeting information the systematic destruction and dismantling of a city took place underneath them. Almost in unison the big guns opened up lighting the night sky with an eery glow as they rocked they lurched from the belching of 18 inch shells.

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Cottish Airbase Jordan

The 123rd had recieved the go codes for a full scale jump into Dubayy. Engineers prepared tanks and AFV's on skids and hurriedly slid them into awaiting C-130's. Slowly the Paratroopers boarded the airframes for the long flight over to Dubayy. As they prepared the advance teams took off heading into the dark night prepared to drop into a city that had been pummeled by missiles and naval shelling for days. The plan was simple drop before daylight and have the entire division moving into town at daybreak. This mission would be difficult, but these men had the training to pull it off. Equally as important they had the right ethnic background for missions in this portion of the world predominantly muslim, in fact the 123rd was made up entirely of Morrocan natives recruited from the states former paramilitary clans. The main body of the force took to the air some 45 minutes behind the advance scout party, they would be over the drop zone by 5am local time.

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Flash Message to COH Forces, Cottish Forces, Spizanian Forces


Elements of the 123rd Mechanized Airborne are in route to Dubayy from bases in Jordan. Please be advised they plan to take up a position on the outskirts of town at drop zone Alpha beginning at 5am. They are to be in place by daybreak and ready for the initial ground assault by 8am. We ask that all shelling cease at 7am, drop zone Alpha is 3 clicks East of the city and outside of the "radius of death" the shells are falling in.

Admiral Kines, Hawdawg Command

Communique to Admiral Charles Eberendu

"Who said we were going to dock? We'll take our chances, out."

Black

[In Secret Character]

The Commonwealth Fleet continued it's way forward, arming it's weaponry on the near-by Hirgizstanai vessels. The procedures were a 'just in case' manuevre, and it was made very clear that they wouldn't be detered. Marines of the Japanese Division were prepared for the apparent suicidal manuevre, many boarding helicopters and others smaller vessels such as rubber boats and water-to-land hovercraft. Bombers, Fighters, and the new Japanese anti-personell aircraft were all prepared and a squadron of fighters were already patrolling around the ships. Spizani 'threats' meant nothing to the Goliath, and infact preperations for total bombardment of undisclosed Spizanian territory was already being made just incase. The Commonwealth had it's right to war, and if the Hirgs and Spizanians wanted to play that game then it would be brought down full force.

Communique to Spizanian Forces

"Good luck with that, out."

OOC Spizania, just an fyi that I will reduce your population to about a million in a heart beat.

Simply put - go fuck your self.

Hirgy - Please, thats ammusing.

Red

In the Commonwealth of Asia, preperations were being made for a seperate operation. The Irian Jaya-Colonial Hawdawgian Border was now looking a bit more tasteful to the Commonwealth Command. Border protection was already set at 350,000 troops, mostly reserves residing in the area. However, it still wouldn't be enough they had thought. A call of 100,000 professionally trained soldiers had already been made prior to the Japanese movement, and infact were already en route. The third largest fleet was stationed near-by in the Commonwealth Republic of Borneo. It was orderd to move to the Commonwealth Republic of Irian Jaya, cotaining a number of carrier assets. The Commonwealth was well-aware of how things worked with October Alliance affiliated members, despite denials in the past. And they knew very damned well how the past owners of the Commonwealth Republic of Japan thought.

OOC I'm trying to just dick slap some posts, so yea they are a bit shitty ;).

Tokyo, the Commonwealth Republic of Japan, Asian Commonwealth

The House of Representatives were debating with the Senate.

"WHO THE HELL AUTHORIZED YOU TO DO THIS!?" the President of the Senate yelled, angrily in his Japanese accent towards the Speaker of the House. The Speaker remained silent, awaiting the arrival of the Supreme Chancellor. It was a new title taken upon by the Chancellor, around the time when the President secretly lost power. She entered, and the crowd of Politicians hushed for a second. They attempted to cotinue on, but then she spoke out.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, you would find it very wise if you were to be quiet." She said, looking sharply at the President of the Senate, not to be mistakened with the ex-President. "You are all wondering very intently as to why we are now facing the threat of war with some of the world's most renown military powers." she said, then smiled. "It is of no concern to any of you, other than it was an appropriate action taken upon my self. That's that." she finished, glaring at the entire Senate.

"Yea, and who the fuck gave this bitch the right to decide?" the President of the Senate shouted, more or less at his fellow Senators. There was some laughter, and then he realized what he had done. "I, and the House, gave this bitch that right." she talked with a fury. "Today, I am here to inform you all of the Senate's suspension. That will be all." and she continued to walk towards the House portion of the room. The Senators got into an uproar, but seemingly as if a response to her snapping a finger armed men entered the room. "Escort these swines to the coordinates given to you previously. Then...do with them as you please." she finished, and joined the Speaker of the House as he motioned to exit.

Perth, Commonwealth Republic of Australasia, Commonwealth of Asia

Marines of the Australian Division were boarding several boats, which were takeing them to two MEU-classified Carriers. Their orders were not of any clarity, but they knew this would not be a drill.

South Pacific Fleet
Welcome back guys...

The sleeping fleet, as it had come to be known, had recieved it's first serious telegram in ages. And of all things, in the middle of a training session. The Admiral, aged over the past 6 years of sitting in the middle of the Ocean, responded to it. It was uncoventially delivered by the same support fleet which constantly supplied the fleet. He read it loudly on the open deck of the ACS Hajuko, and smiled.

"We're goin' to war boys...saddle" is all he could say, walking back to the tower.

Communique to the East Asian Republic

Out of deep respect of our brothers to our west, we wish to hold a conference with your delegation in Seoul, Korea. Hopefully we may be able to come to common ground on a very important issue, the issue over our mutual allegiance.

OOC Spizania, just an fyi that I will reduce your population to about a million in a heart beat.

Simply put - go fuck your self.

Hirgy - Please, thats ammusing.
Uh, Pyschotika, i am more than capable of doing the same to your population, so we are at an empasse.

OOC: Pyschotika you have me confused as a drunk Kennedy what the hell are you exactly trying do? Can you please clear up the muddy water?


-Hawdawg

Uh, Pyschotika, i am more than capable of doing the same to your population, so we are at an empasse.

[size=1]OOC If so, then come on. I dare you.

Hawdawg - All will be revealed as it is intended to be.

OOC: Psy- I'm glad I amuse you...bear in mind the 20th Fleet is still docked in Hamamatsu and the Naval Base there has not yet been fully shut down. It takes time for that to happen.
What Haw means is that you should make clear your intentions quickly so we know what your up to. The fact of the matter is I am NOT going to let aid get through to Dubayy. You can point your guns at my fleet all you want but 640 Aircraft and many more bigger and better guns will be pointed at your fleet if you intend to usurp our position in regards to Dubayy. I don't want a war with you, and you certainly do not want to start anything with me (whether you realise it or not), thus please make clear your intentions.


IC:

COH Joint Forces Base, Zahedan, Iran

For nearly a week now the 12th Airborne Division had been on high alert, mobilising themselves so they could be ready for deployment within 18 hours. Word had trickled down to them of the Hawdawgian plans to do an Airborne drop into Dubayy and that had got the Division brass talking.

They had concluded eventually that a full deployment would be both unecessary and over-zealous, especially considering there were other areas to consider besides Dubayy. Thus it was agreed that the entire 1st Regiment would be deployed, just over 4800 men, 324 Helicopters, 125 HMMWV of various armament and 62 DSV's.

The Hawdawgians would be in around 7am, an hour after the barrage from the 15th Fleet had lifted. It would take until then for the majority of the 1st Regiment to get ready for the drop. Thus it was decided that the initial elements of the 1st Regiment's 300 strong Pathfinder Battalion would go in first, dropped by two AN-225 Cossack aircraft at 8.15am. They would secure several LZ's around Dubayy and co-ordinate the COH drop with their Hawdawgian counterparts. The rest of the Regiment would follow between 9.30am and 3pm.

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ENCRYPTED FLASH MESSAGE
TO: HAWDAWGIAN HIGH COMMAND, COTTISH HIGH COMMAND
CC: SPIZANIAN HIGH COMMAND
FROM: Admiral C. Eberendu, 15th Fleet, Acting Gulf Region CIC, COHN


The entire 1st Regiment of the COH 12th Airborne Division is scheduled to drop onto the outskirts of Dubayy between 8am and 3pm. The main DZ's will be confirmed at 9am. All DZ's will be between 3 and 5 clicks outside the city. An FOB will be set up at one of the DZ's.

FLASH MESSAGE ENDS

Somwhere over the UAE
4:45am
123rd Scout Party Planes

As the Brigade of advance paratroopers sat in there stick formation, the glow of the red light within the C-130J gave an eery feel to the situation. Nerves were on edge as the glow from the shelling of Dubayy could been seen in the distance. The SITREP was clear for the Scout Team secure DZ Alpha and await the main force some thirty minutes behind. Several fire teams and a Battalion of Engineers accompanied the Scouts to ensure the vehicles dropped were quickly made Battle ready upon landing. As they flew lights out, a buzzer went off in the crew compartments. Almost in unison the heavily laden Paratroopers stood up and turned to faced the rear door of the C-130, which was now being lowered by the Loadmaster in charge of the jump. A green light blinked over the door signaling "go time". The gruffy Loadmaster slapped the lead Paratrooper on the back and said, "Give 'em Hell" as he assisted him out the rear of the plane. Slowly the stick of 72 men exited the aircraft over the DZ. The empty aircraft took a hard right to avoid the inbound naval ordinance. The empty planes would make there way to COH bases in Iran for refuel and to pick up ammunition and other supplies needed by the Airborne Force and be ready to perform a supply drop later in day when necessary.

As the men made it to the ground large thuds could be heard in the center of the DZ. The Hawdawg Air Force had utilized an encircling drop to ensure the main portion of equipment and supplies fell in the center of the DZ while the troopers landed on the outer edges, avoiding a tank falling on assembling troops. The Engineer Batallion began its work in earnest removing the M8 Buford AGS's from there drop crates. The ability to locate equipment at night always seemed to be a problem for night drops so the Hawdawg Airborne had come up with an ingenious method of locating equipment, RF tags. Each Trooper dropped with a small transponder that allowed him to zero in on supply crates in total darkness. Each crate had a specific ID which allowed the men to organize the supplies in the DZ for maximum utilization.

Slowly things came together in the DZ as the M8 Buford's moved out to defensive positions along the edges of ALPHA. Getting the Puma AFV's into action would take a little more time, as the Engineer's would have to bolt the additional armor plating onto them for Level III protection. Being modular this would be realitively easy, but doing it in complete blackout situations would require some extra time. The plan was to have all the AFV's ready to go by the time the Main Force arrived. The Commander on the Ground wanted to move on Dubayy by 9am at the latest.

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Drop Zone ALPHA
5:30am

The signature sound of the C-130J was hard to discern over the thunderous noise coming from the shelling of Dubayy. The bombardment would lift at 6am and so would the element of suprise. Sporatic fighting and small arms fire had peppered the DZ, but no organized attack had yet hit the DZ. Most of the Division had made it to the ground and as the units were pulled together plans were already being made for Dubayy.

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Flash Message

COH Command, Cottish Command, Spizania Command

123rd Airborne Successfully deployed. Minimal contact with insurgents. We are assembling our vehicles and making preparations for our initial probe of the city. We are currently on schedule. We will secure the DZ for COH Forces when we have our AFV's completely assembled, expect a Hawdawg presence in your DZ by 0900 hours.

Signed,

Colonel David Gibbs
123rd Mechanized Airborne Division Commander

Khafji
The destruction of Khafji, or the battle of Khafji as Cottish history books would remember the massacre as, was completed two hours after the first shots were fired. A total of one thousand, six hundred 120mm shells and lots and lots of smaller caliber munitions had been expended. There were quite a few people that had survived the pounding and subsequent air strike, only to be delivered a 6.8x48mm round in the head at point-blank range from Cottish dismounted infantry armed with L100A1 assault rifles. Those bodies (and bodyparts) that hadn't been burned to dust by the fires were placed into pigs hides freshly dropped from a pair of Super Globemasters and stitched closed before they were dumped into the desert. Six hundred and ninety people wouldn't get to see Jannah or Allah for that matter.

Six hours after the first shots were fired, the 4/12th mounted back up and drove south into the desert to catch up with their division, leaving little more than a lot of shells and a Cottish flag flying over Khafji.

24 hours later
The Cottish units had moved through the Saudi desert with little if any resistance. No one had tried to stop them, and the Cots had moved quickly through the desert, avoiding settlements completely. The element of surprise was necessary to maintain if they were to capture Dhahran without too much resistance. Two cities had to be captured for that to happen though. The city of Abqaiq and the city of Jubail. Abqaiq had a population of nearly two thousand, but a lot of oil installations, while Jubail was a far larger city of nearly 223,000 inhabitants. The commanders on the ground would have to neutralize those two cities before even an attempt of capturing Dhahran could be possible.

The intelligence suggested that the population was extremely hostile towards the Cottish, and would pose a serious threat to the occupation army if nothing was done. Regular Cottish soldiers was predominantly conscripted males in their late teens or early twenties, and were not well trained in the handling of an occupation of a hostile state. That meant that the Cots would have to employ some serious preparations for the campaign to be successful. The first that would happen was the preperations of forces.

According to the battleplans, the 10. Panserdivisjon would be placed to the extreme north, its tanks and IFVs covering the front on Jubail's eastern side. Next would be the 12. Panserdivisjon which would be positioned in the emptiness of the desert between Jubail and Abqaiq, the latter city being where the 15. Panserdivisjon would be deployed. All in all, the eighteen hundred tanks would form a wall of steel that would block in the people on the small peninsula. The 22. Infanteridivisjon would be spread out along the front, protecting the tanks and supplementing the mounted infantry attached to the armored divisions. The helicopters of the 8. Helikopterbrigade would be operating all over the front while the 6. CSS-brigade would also be spread out along the rear, supplying the forces. However, first the cities had to be neutralized. That would happen in the form of the delivery of roughly a hundred Mk.87/A 500 kg incendiary bombs. The plan was to burn the cities to the ground and thus drive the surviving civilian populace into the peninsula, where the Cots intended to box them in and starve them out. It would require some assistance from the Hirgizstani Navy to ensure that the enemy didn't recieve assistance from the sea, but it would work. The generals predicted that within a week, two at best, of siege and constant bombing, Dhahran would fall.

However, first they had to deliver the weaponry. A flight of four B-40/A Barsuk tactical bombers loaded with twenty-five 500 kg incendiary bombs each were dispatched. One was heading for Abqaiq, where it would deploy its munitions in a circular pattern, creating a deadly firestorm, while the other three would do something similar at Jubail. A lot of lives and many industrial areas would be lost, but that was irrelevant at the moment. At 20.14, the first bombs started falling at Jubail, and the ensuing fire that erupted was visible for the Cottish units positioned fifteen kilometers away. The soldiers already dreaded the sights they would see when the fires died out...


Encrypted Communique
To: Hawdawgian, Hirgizstani forces
Fr: Royal Cottish Military
Re: Operations in and near Dhahran

We have started operations to take the city of Dhahran and surrounding cities, but we require assistance from the sea to ensure that the city which we intend to lay under siege will not be resupplied from the sea. Our aircraft and helicopters will fly constant BARCAPs, but we do not believe that that will be sufficient to stop the terrorists assisting the terrorists in Dhahran.

We currently have four divisions and several brigades standing by to lay siege to the Dhahran peninsula, and we are attaching a map of the intended positions for our forces with this message. The cities of Abqaiq and Jubail are in the process of being neutralized using conventional means as we speak. We shall show no quarter to the enemy.

We wish you success in your operations, and are able to assist with air power if need be.

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OOC: What I was going to ask before and I kept forgetting was if someone was going to do a summary of everything that's happened so far? I think because of the massive so-much going on here there should be one.

Hirg - Yea, right.

I know about Hamamatsu, and you suffer being in my homeland.

Also, trust me...you don't have any upper hand against me.

Intentions -

I don't have to state them, I can confuse you both externally and internally.

As well, it isn't aid comming into Dubayy. I have as much a right to enter the war as you do, and I will destroy you if you get in my way.

8.15am, DZ HIRGIZSTAN, 4.3 Clicks outside Dubayy

For around three minutes the desert around DZ Hirgizstan had been lit up by a small beacon, emitting a sharp burst of light every few seconds. A SEAL Team had placed the beacon there sometime during the night, and was now observign the drop from a safe distance.

In the five lumbering AN-225's, 300 Soldiers were standing up, hands on the parachute hooks that were attached to a wire above their heads. They stood in double file, bathed in a red glow, waiting for it to turn green. Each had an IFF patch and software addition to his Land Warrior equipment, so the Hawdawgians knew who was coming. Each man wore Desert DIGIPAT Uniforms, which was a piexelated, computer generated mix of light brown/cream, dark brown and medium brown.

At 8.10pm exactly the cargo bays of the five AN-225's turned green and the 300 soldiers, the entire Battalion of Pathfinder's leaped from the back of the huge, six engined aircraft, the parachutes deploying in a strange circle because of the circular flightplan of the five plans over the DZ.

At 8.20am all 300 soldiers were on the ground gathering up their parachutes. Some cut the strings with knives and balled them up, others went by procedure and unclipped the green chutes before curlin them up and dumping them, usually under a few rocks or a bit of sand.

The desert was a vast empty expanise, exposed by the morning sun. Somewhere to the south was Dubayy, silent now. There was nobody in sight. A few Pathfinder teams took off on foot in various directions, to secure DZ's for the rest of the 1st Regiment, while one team waited for the Hawdawgian's to arrive at around 9am, when the first elements of the 1st Regiment were expected to be dropped.

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Near Dhahran

Admiral Eberendu had received the Cottish communique asking for assisstance around half an hour ago. Some time before this he had received word that for the time being he was the acting Commander for the entire Gulf Region, which he had expected. He had already contacted the base commander's at Tikrit and Zahedan, ensuring things were going as planned at both these places.

For a few minutes he considered the Cottish communication, wondering what forces he should send. In the end he decided Naval Air and Air Force assets, as well as the two Iowa Class Battleships in the 15th Fleet. Almost immediately the two Iowa Class ships had headed for Dhahran. They, four Ticonderoga Cruisers, two Arleigh Burke AEGIS ships, two Oliver Hazard Perry Class firgates and two Sea Shadwo V class ships had been patrolling north of Dharan for a few days, mostly monitoring radio chatter, performing recon and listening to broadcasts from the SEAL Teams in the area.

But now the ten ships made their way to the coastline off Dhahran, one of the larger cities on the Saudi Arabian coastline. At around 8.30am the ten ships had taken up positions off the coastline, and within minutes the Iowa Class Battleships were putting up a constant barrage, supported by the launch of 200 Cruise Missiles from the other ships.

Closer to the rest of the 15th Fleet 40 F-18E and F Super Hornets were taking off from one of the Nimitz and one of the Reagan Class Carrier's, speeding out over the crystal blue gulf waters towards Dhahran were 20 of the aicraft would launch forty AGM-158 JASSM's at various strategic targets and buildings in Dhahran. The other twenty aircraft would remain on station over Dhahran awaiting orders from the Cots about where and when to strike.

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OOC: My apologies for any spelling mistakes etc, it is a Saturday and I was out drinking earlier. ;)

OOC: HAW- Just waiting for you to meet up with my Pathfinders and then I can RP the rest of the drop.

FAG Cane SSG Galapoli
Persian Gulf

Admiral Kines had recieved the flash message from the Cottish Command early this morning. He clicked on the smartboard datalink and fired up the Sea Map of the UAE coastline, as he drug the light pen down to the area in question he located a spot where he could dispatch a supporting force. Under his careful scrutiny the bay entrance south of Dhahran looked like a perfect place to take up a position. One or two vessels in its mouth would choke off all access to the shoreline inside its entrance.

"Dispatch the HMS Kingfish she's one of our new Isselemere FFH's, I am more than certain she can keep vessels away from Dhahran. Make this clear no vessels in or out of the harbor unless they are Cottish, COH, or ours."

Slowly the HMS Kingfish turned and pulled away from the battlegroup heading SW to take up her newly assigned station.

Admiral Kines was still brooding over what the Japanese were up to.

"They haven't heeded anyones warnings and are still sailing directly into our AO. Move our October Class DLGN's into to flank the BBAN. If they so much as piss off the wrong side of the ship it is on. They have already threatened the COH ships and pointed there main guns at them. Work me up firing solutions based on there projected path and track, I want that data available to me at all times on this bridge. Double our fighter cap, I want a dozen F-41's over us at all times."

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FLASH MESSAGE

Cottish Command

Dispatched HMS Kingfish to take up station in the Bay of Dhahran. No vessels will be allowed in or out unless they carry the correct flags. She can also provide limited assistance with shore bombardment should the need arise. Her secure channel frequency is 5430-554-9102 Hz. Captain Jack Accord is your contact.

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Drop Zone ALPHA

Colonel Gibbs brought his Lt. in charge of the Scout Bt. into his command IFV for a quick SITREP.

"Lt. Dallas we need you to take a patrol and link up with the recently deployed COH Airborne Force. I can't give you any ground information on what to expect. Reliable data or intel is nonexistant at this point. The COH knows we are coming, so lets make sure they have made it. We can work on linking up during the day and plan our assault accordingly today. I have had spotty radio contact with them but I will feel better when we can see each other eyeball to eyeball. That's your job Lt. so get you men together and move out!"

Lt. Dallas wheeled about and moved quickly to his unit. The Scout Bt. had pulled back from the edges of the perimeter and took a much needed nap when the main body of troops had replaced them on watch around 6am. As he approached a young engineering corporal was bringing up a finished PUMA AFV.

"Hold up Corporal. Is that thing ready?"

"Yes sir."

"Good I need it. We have to move cross-country and I have to link up with the COH today. I need your ride."

Lt. Dallas whistled at his platoon leaders to gather around his new found ride.

"Men we have to link up with the COH today. The Colonel says radio chatter is sporatic and he wants visual confirmation on the COH arrival. I have several frequency codes I need to share with the COH Command. We are charged with this task today. I found this PUMA AFV just a minute ago and that will carry one of our platoon's, do we have any more vehicles available?"

SSGT. Orion spoke up. "Yes sir, I found two more PUMA's and a couple of LV-08's sir. They are ready."

"Good that will be enough for all of us. Saddle up your men fellas, carry plenty of ammo, I don't know what we are heading into."

The Scout Battalion loaded there vehicles and slowly pulled through the outer pickets of the perimeter. Once they hit the open ground they picked up considerable speed, it was a key ingredient to survival when in small groups in a fluid battlefield scenario. It wouldn't take long for them to reach the COH DZ.

Near Dubayy-DZ HIRGIZSTAN

The main DZ for the 1st Regiment was named HIRGIZSTAN, simple and communicative. There were three other DZ's spread within a kilometre of HIRGIZSTAN. Each had fifty Pathfinder's guarding them, the other one hundred were performing recconaissance in the surrounding area, while keeping an eye out for approaching elements of the 123rd Airborne.

The Hawdawgian vehicles were finally seen coming out of the early morning haze at around 9.20pm, just as the first C-17's, C-141's and AN-225's passed overhead.

It took around an hour for all of them 3700+ men of the 1st Regiment to reach solid ground. The aircraft had performed a circular drop, like the 123rd, dropping supply and vehicle crate/pallets first and then circling and dropping the men of the Regiment, so they would be close to their vehicles.

It would take a few hours yet for the 15 Battalions of the Regiment to full organize themselves and de-crate the vehicles and supplies. But at DZ HIRGIZSTAN Colonel Aran Metaxas, a native of Rhodes, was already in the cupola of his Humm-Vee, shouting into his radio while scanning through reports on his visor.

An email came through and he brought it up, it was from the Liutenant Colonel commanding the Pathfinders, saying they had linked up with and Lt. from the 123rd. Immediately Metaxas handed control of the DZ's over to his second, a Major, and he shouted at his driver. The big Hummer lurched off into the brightening desert, Metaxas already chomping on a fat cigar and cursing the fact they he hadn't yet put a 50.cal round into a terrorist.

A few minutes later his Hummer was racing up a rise, which had a couple of Puma AFV's sitting there, with a gaggle of Hawdawgian and Hirgizstanian paratroopers standing or lying around in defensive positions. The Hummer skidded to a halt a few feet from the idling Puma AFV's and Metaxas slid out of the cupola and opened the foot thick door on the hummer's side.

He steppd out of the vehicle, sniffed the air and put the cigar back into the corner of his mouth. He grabbed the M82 Barrett he carried with him from the back seat of the Hummer and walked over to the Lt, the name 'DALLAS' written in black on his helmet, standing waiting by the Puma's. Metaxas held the Barrett with his left hand and extended his right, his face visible under the visor was he had moved up inside his helmet. He smiled at Dallas and they shook hands. "Hell of a day ain't it Luitenant? I'm Colonel Metaxas and I believe we have a dinner engagemnt in Dubayy."


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COH Joint Forces Base, Tikrit, Iraq

The diplomats had talked all night in Baghdad. At 6am they had returned to the base in Tikrit, just as dawn was breaking across the picturesque city of Tikrit. It had been confirmed, the 5 Corps of the 30th Army stationed in Tikrit would be allowed to travel through Eurasian Iraq and Saudi Arabia. It would be a journey of around 500 miles to the border with the terrorist state of Aazab, but the 30th were well trained and well prepared.

Each Army Corps in the COH had around 40,000 men and 380 MBT's, not to mention the hundreds of APC's, IFV's, SPA's and other vehicles each Corps had.

In any case the move to DEFCON three almost a week ago, and mobilisation orders had put the 5 Corps of the 30th into a solid footing for deployment. Supplies had been obtained, tanks had been loaded onto transporters and soldiers had been briefed of what they were expected to do if their orders came through. The massive Deployment Areas and Hangars throughout the base had been filled for a few days, the only thing missing was the soldiers themselves. But now, just after 6am the soldiers began to filter into the DA&H's, jumping into their trucks and other vehicles. The Infantry always ended up in the huge hangars, in 'hurry-up-and-wait' situations. It gave them time to read and study their maps, configure their Land Warrior gear and generally get some down time before the organized mayhem of deployment began.

For a few hours soldiers filtered into the DA&H's, after drawing weapons and supplies. It was around 11am when the first vehicles began to exit the base, the Convoy Leader vehicles, which were big Military Police HEMMTT's, in desert camo but with a horizontal white stripe around the vehicle and 'MILITARY POLICE' emblazoned on the front and rear bumpers.

The 100,000+ Infantry Troops filtered out of their hangars and onto trucks and Cougar's. The 590,000 tankers and soldiers that crewed the vehicles were already safely stowed away, either in their vehicles or riding in the crew compartments of the huge tank transports.

For the whole procession to actually get itself out of the base would take a few hours at least. Throughout Iraq Eurasian citizens had been warned of a massive military convoy that would be travelling south. Naturally there was a police escort, the white of the police vehicles visibly contrasting with the dull greens and browns of the military vehicles. The convoy itself was split into different groups, but put together it snaked for miles. It was truly a sight to be seen.

I decided, since Lay pointed out that it would be a good idea, to do a summary of events so far. Its not done out in the timeline of the RP, which is hard to follow, but rather organized by the day the person made their post.

SUMMARY OF EVENTS:

6th October:
Syndicate terrorists begins revolt in UAE and Ash Shariqah (Saudi Arabia).

Cottish Military Forces go on alert and prepare for attacks.

Spizania begins artillery strikes on what has now become the Islamic Republic of Aazab.


7th October:
Syndicate begin to consolidate their power base, revolt gets bigger and more widespread.

Hirgizstanian Military Forces move to DEFCON 3.

Hawdawgian Military Forces go on high alert, preparing for attacks.

Kreynoria pledges support for Elephanti Loyalists fighting against the Syndicate terrorists.

Cottish Aircraft strike strategic targets in Aazad, including airports, radar installations etc.

Kreynorian Fleet with Marines puts to sea to support Elephanti Loyalists.

Hirgizstanian Aircraft strike ten airfields in Aazad.

Kreynorian ships move through the straight to the port city of Jubail Dammam (Ad Dammam) in Saudi Arabia. Marines begin an attack and landing on the city.


8th October:
Hawdawgian Aircraft and Ships reach the Gulf, including the 123rd Airborne Division.

Cottish Aircraft escort Hawdawgian Aircraft to Al Jafr in Israel.


9th October:
Syndicate terrorists continue spreading revolt, gaining support from the public in some areas. Harad is the scene of major fighting between terrorists and loyalists.

Hirgizstanian Aircraft destroy every major port in UAE and Ash Shariqah except Jubail Dammam (Ad Dammam).


12th October:
Terrorists begin to attack Dubayy, attempting to take control of this large port city in the UAE.

Terrorists continue fighting in and around Dubayy.

13th October:
Japanese Naval and Marine forces move closer to the Gulf.

Damage caused by Cottish Imsdal attacks in confirmed.

Cotland declares war on Aazad.

15th October:
Hawdawgian Naval Forces launch a large missile strike against the city of Dubayy.

Layarteb pledges support for the war against Aazad.

Spizanian River Assault Forces move into positions on the New Project River, awaiting orders to strike.

Hirgizstan declares war on Aazad. Naval forces begin massive bombardment of Dubayy. SEAL Teams are dropped into UAE and Ash Shariqah.

Cottish Expeditionary Force moves in Aazab. Terrorists are ordered by the Cottish Army to surrender the city of Khafji.


16th October:
Terrorist forces attack Spizanian forces 18 miles outside Dubayy.


18th October:
Spizanians respond with overwhelming force to terrorist attacks.

Cottish Forces attack the city of Khafji.

20th October:
Japanese Fleet enters the Gulf, sending garbled messages to naval forces in the area, that seems to point to the fact that they want to land in Dubayy.

Hirgizstanian Naval forces ask the Japanese not to come any further.

Hirgizstanian Naval forces begin another night of bombardment against the city of Dubayy.

Spizanian Forces ask the Japanese not to come any further.

Hawdawgian Naval Forces ask the Japanese not to come any further. These forces begin bombardment of Dubayy in unison with Hirgizstanian Naval Forces. 123rd Airborne is begins its flight to Dubayy.

Japanese Fleet ignore warning and continue into the Gulf.

Japanese Forces are on alert on the Irian Jaya-Colonial Hawdawgian Border.


21st October:
Hirgizstanian 12th Airborne Divisions’ 1st Regiment prepares for a drop on Dubayy, following the Hawdawgian 123rd Airborne drop.

123rd Airborne make successful drop.

Khafji is taken by Cottish forces. The Cots move out and begin to fight their way to Dhahran, preparing to take it and surrounding cities.

Hirgizstanian Pathfinder Battalion makes a successful drop outside Dubayy. Hirgizstanian ships begin bombardment of Dhahran in support of Cottish forces.

22nd October:
Hawdawgian Naval Forces are dispatched to help bombard Dhahran.
123rd Airborne begin to organize.

1st Regiment of the COH 12th Airborne Division makes a successful drop.
5 Corps of the 30th Army begin to travel south from Tikrit, in preparation for an offensive into Aazad.

OOC: Not too shabby Hirgz, thanks.

Mouth of the New Valley River, 4km north of Dubai city
The Hovercraft turned and rolled up onto the beaches that formed the southbank of the last part of the river and the coastline that stretched south from the rivermouth. Under the cover of the hovercrafts guns, infantry piled out of some of the behemoths and ran into the handful of hotels that had been established around the iddylic river estuary, the only resistance was from a man with an old NSV on the fifteenth floor of a highrise hotel building, he fired a hundred or so rounds from the balcony before a spray of fire from an MG-42/06 silenced him in a spray of blood and shattered masonry.
Then light vehicles began to be unloaded, Infantry Fighting Vehicles, Assault Guns derived from the Nakil chassis, and a handful of Broadsword Tizona Main Battle Tanks. Five companies were used to secure the landing site perimetre and finish clearing the buildings.
Another two were deployed to secure a long stretch of flat beach that had been preselected using Sattelite intel photos, dye grenades were used to mark out the four corners of the selected strip of white sand, and the commander sent a single message "Commence Operation Berlin", the airforce lift commander in Oman responded and within five minutes the C-17s started rolling down the runways at Ras Musandam.
The Rest of the division loaded up into there vehicles and advanced towards the outskirts of the city that was visible to the south, they had to capture as much of it as possible before the other allied nations arrived, there were many stories about what had happened to people in places that had resisted them before, and the Confederate Army wasnt about to get associated with thugs like them.

OOC: FYI Hirgy sent a Lt. in charge of the Scout Bt. to join up with your forces. The Colonel is still organizing the DZ and making sure those damn engineers get the AFV's armored up before the move. Since we had communication problems, I sent him to make sure you were there.





COH DZ
3 Clicks South of Dubayy

Lt. Dallas greeted Metaxas with a firm handshake.

"Yes sir we all seem to be moving that direction. Colonel Gibbs sends his warmest hello. He was complaining all morning about not being able to contact you fellows via radio link. I brought these Frequency settings for our secure channel and this SAT LINK gear just in case you needed it. Col. Gibbs also wants to coordinate our move on the city so we can maximize our lethality.

Our Engineer's are finishing up preparing our PUMA AFV's with the bolt on Level III armor, and they should be ready to move by 11am. We also recieved word this morning that our C-130's are standing by in Iran at the COH Airbase with supplies to air drop ammunition and supplies when we need them.

I am assuming if we pummel the city with artillery we will need a resupply sometime this afternoon via airdrop. But what do I know, I am just a Lt. Colonel Metaxas when can I report you will be ready to move on Dubayy?"

OOC 'Ello, had a bussy weekend. Will be making a postly post this afternoon, tschuss.

DZ HIRGIZSTAN, 3 Clicks South of Dubayy

”Thanks for the frequencies Liutenant, now we can stop groping in the dark…unless you mechanized boys like that sort of thing?” Metaxas grinned from ear to ear, the cigar moving in his mouth. Dallas smiled back.

”That’s just the thing LT, we’re not mechanized like you boys. All we have dropped with us are Hummer’s and strike vehicles. However, in prep for the strike our helicopters flew to Bandar-e-Lengeh and as we lifted off this morning, they were on their way across the Gulf. There’s around a hundred Blackhawks, the same number of Chinooks, 25 Stalker’s and 11 Shadows. They’ll be here in a hour and it’ll take at least that long again to refuel them at the FOB at DZ GAME, a couple of klicks from here. Once they are all ready we’ll be ready to move with you boys. Our Air Force also promised some AC-130 gunships for our little party. Gimme three hours Liutenant, then we’ll be ready.”

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Al Busayyah, Al Muthanna Province, Southern Eurasian Iraq

Within five hours the forward elements of the 30th Army had made it into Al Muthanna province, where a stadium and its carparks had been designated for the huge convoy to stop and re-organize before the final stage of the trip which would take the Army up to a staging point on the border with Aazad, where the Corps and groupings would get organized for their offensive.

The 5 Corps would loose a few hours stopping and starting at the stadium, but it was necessary as the vehicles needed to refuel and cool down, and the troops needed to go over their final orders for deployment so the offensive could begin as smoothly as possible.

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OOC: Haw, I amended the post, its now Lt. Dallas and not Gibbs that Metaxas meets.

DZ Hirgizstan

Lt. Dallas "Roger that Colonel. We are short our Rotary Air wing ourselves. We will need to score a permanent airstrip so our C-5's can bring our stripped down birds in. LOL sorry you guys are afoot so to speak. That's why I transferred over from Airborne Infantry, I didn't like riding in those damn LV-08's. Plus I feel so much better having a 30mm cannon onboard this PUMA. In fact I can't wait to try out these new tungsten AA rounds on infantry. They tell me its just like grape shot, the design teams say it will do so sick shit to a man behind a wall. We will see soon enough. I will relay your status to Colonel Gibbs, and if you don't need us Colonel we will be heading back to our DZ for some prep work before we begin this."

Lt. Dallas saluted Metaxas as he turned to head to his AFV. The Scout Battallion radioed a successful contact and the status of the COH Force to Gibbs, then began the open sprint back to DZ ALPHA.

DZ HIRGIZSTAN

Colonel Metaxas watched the PUMA's tear away across the dusty hills. He put the M82 onto the ground with the bipod supporting it. He then clicked his visor back into place and brought up four UAV feeds, accessing each one in turn to see the state of the four different DZ's.

He could see troops setting up perimeters and Hummer's being un-crated in the centre of each DZ. He checked in quickly with the Major and found that things were going nicely, although a couple of terrorists had to be taken down at DZ Game. He clicked off the radio, and then one of the four soldiers in his Hummer, now standing on a small rise a few feet away, shouted at him, "Colonel, we got two tango's coming this way, armed with RPG's and slung rifles. Check 11 o'clock."

Metaxas turned slightly to his left and spotted a couple of specks off in the distance. He held up his hand and lay down at the butt of the M82. He twisted the big gun slightly and zeroed in on the two specs with the powerful 10x scope. They appeared framed in the black lines, both half jogging up a slight incline, completely unawares there were over 4000 COH Paratroopers in the vicinity.

Metaxas smiled and adjusted his scope for distance, wind was minimal. He made himself comfortable behind the butt and took the first terrorist in his scope. He had the RPG over his shoulder and was using his left hand for balance on the slope of sand. He had a huge beard and wore an Afghan style hat. Metaxas picked a spot a few millimetres in front of him and fired. The huge gun kicked and the report echoed out for miles, rumbling and bouncing off the hard packed desert sand. The first terrorist went down backward, the RPG falling off his shoulder, blood erupting from the entry wound just below his heart. The huge bullet continued through the man's body, ripping his lungs and ribcage to shreds before punching out of his back at an angle through the spine.

The second man dropped to his knees, dropping his RPG and hurriedly trying to get the AK off his back. Metaxas grinned, took aim at the man's neck area and fired again. The bullet entered a few inches below the terrorists adam's apple and a little to the left. His neck seemed explode outward and the entire left side of his neck and jaw flew off, leaving the head lying on his right shoulder as he fell sideways into the dirt, arterial spray erupting from his neck as he lay in the sand.

Metaxas stood up and took his M9 bayonnet out of its sheath, and rolled up his left shirt-sleeve. There were 23 little red scars on his forearm and he studiously added two more, the blood trickling down to his hand as he rolled his shirtsleeve back down. He turned to his assisstant Gunner, a PFC and said, "Get the bacon out of the truck and throw a couple of rashers over them. Gather up the weapons and report back here. Take Iven with you." Iven, the spotter the Colonel always had with him unshouldered his SCAR-H and followed the PFC as he got a packet of bacon and walked out into the desert.

Dubayy City, three blocks from Northern Boundry
The troops were advancing down a front nine blocks wide, a column of light and heavy vehicles, headed by companies of infantry and assault guns, they were capturing as much of the waterfront as possible, once this was done they would begin spreading into the rear areas of the city. There was no artillery barrage, that would have simply inflamed the populace against the Confederate Formations, instead they were taking a far softer approach that they hoped would bring dividends in the long run. With a company of light infantry being brought in every two minutes by the C130s at the beach landing strip, there was no shortage of troops.
As the columns advanced past a block of houses, a company of soldiers would enter the buildings and confiscate all firearms, the weapons taken and any damage to the property were fully paid for on the spot, then a platoon of troopers would be posistioned at every intersection. The procedure was working well, except when they reached a militant stronghold......
The RPG slammed into the upper glacis of the assault gun, detonating against the slat armour and failing to penetrate the thick frontal armour of the vehicle. It did however give away the location of the firer, in the upper story window of a building that arched over the street a hundred or so metres ahead. The gun's crew inititally responded by spraying 7.8mm Machine Gun Fire across the window, sending the militant that had fired the rocket tumbling out of the window and onto the street below, as the gun kept rolling forward, more men appeared at the windows of the building, firing AK-103s and RPG-29s down into the column, sending bullets richocheting into the walls of the buildings around them, the infantries body armour protected them, but three guys dropped before the rest started returning fire and took shelter behind the assault gun.
The gun crew now had a difficult decision, there 155mm Howitzer would have no trouble in destroying the building, which would kill the militants but block there passage, slowing the advance and possibly handing more of the city over to the far more vicious allied units that had pounded the hell out of the city centre night after night. The commander quickly came to a decision as he raked his machine gun back and forth across the building, however every militiamen they killed was simply replaced by another, and it was only a matter of time before they got lucky with one of those RPGs.
"Mel, load a Stun Round"
"Roger that"
The Gunner hit the loader control panel and the gun was filled with a whirring noise as the autoloader spun and selected the correct round, before loading it into the breach.
"Its loaded"
"Target the first floor and shoot"
"Elevating, target in sight, firing"
A low whoomph sounded and the vehicle rocked back on its tracks as the round broke through a window and came to rest inside the building, before breaking into a huge number of small grenade sized submunitions, a few were flash bangs, the rest were CS Gas Dispensers.
The Militants had completely stopped firing within seconds as CS Gas began to pour out of the windows. The commander of the vehicle switched to the general channel, "CS Section One, Secure the building", he received acknoledgements and watched through his panoramic optics as a dozen or so infantry with gas masks jumped out of the third vehicle in the column and charged to the doors on either side of the street, kicked the doors down and proceeded inside, using there rifles to shoot out the skylights, accelerating the dispersal of the gas. They captured over a hundred militia lying on the floors of the gallery like room, either clutching there eyes or there ears. They hcucked there weapons to the infantry in the streets below and stood guard over the militiamen with there 7mm Rifles until the medics and a full company arrived to relieve them as the column rolled underneath to the next city block.
Twenty minutes later, the militia were marching back to the provisional POW camp on the edge of the city. The Confederate Army regarded the militia to be the official army of the Azaab state, and therefore they were prisoners of war, and the Confederate Army doesnt kill its POWs.

Spizania: You really should have told me and Haw in an OOC that you were planning to go into Dubayy, I wouldn't wanted to have started a bombardment while you were there. For all intensive purposes we want, at the moment, to eradicate the terrorists so we need to pass info like that back and forth in OOC's to ensure there are no mishaps. Agreed?


IC:

DZ HIRGIZSTAN

Metaxas had waited until the PFC and Iven returned from throwing the bacon rashers, a forbidden and unclean meat in Islamic eyes, over the dead bodies of the two terrorists. He then took off, again in sitting himself in the big armoured turret of Hummer, behind a 50.cal MG, cigar in the corner of his mouth.

His first stop was DZ GAME, where he made sure things were going according to plan. The majority of the equipment, all of the vehicles and the fuel containers had been un-crated and the FOB was coming along nicely. It would have to take at least 125 aircraft and refuell them, with the help of their crews, when they arrived. The other two DZ's were also being set up as Auxilliary FOB's to hold the remainder of the helicopters.

As Metaxas was returning to DZ HIRGIZSTAN he got a call on his radio from the commader of the chopper force, a Light Colonel, that they would be over the coastline in fifteen minutes and were half an hour from the DZ's.

Once back at DZ HIRGIZSTAN Metaxas set about reviewing the satellite imagery that was being streame in from over the city of Dubayy. It was a strange sight to watch several officers and a Sergeant Major standing, arms folded, weapons slung, in a circle, their visors down and talking while not looking at each other.

They were watching the streaming video on their helmet mounted visors. They watched, puzzled, at what appeared to be a major firefight erupt in suburb of the city. The Colonel concluded that it was probably the Spizanians who, he had been told, were in the area. Since they had run the risk of being blown to pieces by the 25inch Guns of the 15th Fleet, the various Officers concluded their incompotence could be a problem, but since they were on the other side of the city it didn't matter at the moment.

In any case the Colonel cut that part of the transmission, attached it to an email and sent it to Colonel Gibbs of the 123rd with the message: "Spizanian troops in the city. Seem incompotent. Have made no attempt at contact. Keep eyes open."

As he received the EMAIL SENT confirmation in his visor the sound of thumping rotor blades could be heard to the west- the helicopters had arrived.


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90 Miles South-East of Rafha, Al-Hudud Ash-Shamaliyah Province, Eurasian Saudi Arabia

Once again the five Corps of the 30th Army had stopped at a sports stadium to rest and prepare. Only this time there were less than 20 Miles from the border with Aazad. In a couple of days they would cross the border into the war torn Ash-Shariqah province of Saudi Arabia, a place bigger than Iraq.

General Appointment Orders

Aazad members in the regions of Southwest the Ash Sharqiyah provice will be transferred into the UEA with direct orders to reinforce and hold Dubai.

Aazad Members inside the UAE are ordered to hold the following cities:
Dubai - Under Attack, support needed. Current hold (7,432) soldiers in the city.
Abu Dhabi - Held (834)
Ash Sha'm - Held (921)
Ar Ruways - Held (672)
Al Khaznah - Held (1,203)

Cities/towns needed to be taken:
Al Mafraq - On the road to Abu Dhabi, important stratigic location.
Al 'Ayn - Near the border to Oman, enemy to the movement. Take city as stratigic location.
Masah - Mountain location makes for good hiding. Good ambush location as well as base of UAE operations location.

Dubai (Dubayy), UAE

"Hold...hold...make your lifes count today brothers...hold."

The enemy colum was coming up the street, the treads of the tank gave off a psycological noise that would scare anyone not expecting such force. The soldiers were waiting for them inside a building ahead of the colum at a T junction. An RPG rocketeer stuck the tube out of the window of the second story of the building. He fired releasing a plum of smoke from his position but hitting the lead armored unit. A second RPG was fired hitting the long barrel to the cannon of the armored unit.
Gunfire erupted from the positions outside the building and inside snipers picked of troops with SVD Dragonov's. As the spiz army regained its wits two roadside bombs detonated inside the ranks of the colum, along with those bombs were a reply fire from an enemy tank that slamed into the building ahead. The RPG launch team was now broken and running from the position. The soldiers on the ground were taking casualties as the Spiz army organized its ranks and returned heavy fire. They were broken again though by Aazad grenades and a few RPG launches. As the fighting gained a standstill of fire, hide and return turning into a simple firefight the enemy armored units were slowly being reduced to scrap metal as RPG's were fired contantly not even giving a single minute of clamness.

OOC:Nero: A question- there is a city in Ash Shariqah province, up in the north near the border with the Al-Hudud Ash-Shamaliyah Province called King Khalid Military City in RL Saudi Arabia- its their biggest military base. I don't know what it was under Elephantum, so should I assume its just a normal city called King Khalid City?
Link to Map: http://www.lib.utexas.edu/maps/middle_east_and_asia/saudi_arabia_pol_2003.jpg

OOC:
Spizania: You really should have told me and Haw in an OOC that you were planning to go into Dubayy, I wouldn't wanted to have started a bombardment while you were there. For all intensive purposes we want, at the moment, to eradicate the terrorists so we need to pass info like that back and forth in OOC's to ensure there are no mishaps. Agreed?

Oh yeah, sorry about that, i just wanted to get into the killing part of the RP.

IC:-
"Vehicle Ahead, looks to be an Armoured Personel Carrier, Tracked"
"Thanks Mel"
The commander turned from looking at his logbook to see a tracked APC posistioned on the next intersection, the ATGM launcher on the turret was swinging around
"Its swinging to fire on us, Mel, load HEAT, fire when ready"
"Sah!"
The whirring and clunking noise pervaded the turret once again as the round was loaded into the breach as it swung shut. The gunner squeezed the trigger, sending the tank rocking back as the round slammed into the glacis just as the gunner in the APC was about to squeeze the trigger on his missile launcher, its sight set dead on the approaching Assault Gun. The round struck the turret and detonated, sending a jet of plasticised copper through the APCs armour and into the fighting compartment, where it struck a belt of ammunition for the APCs machine gun and started it cooking off, killing the entire crew of the APC in about a second and setting it alight, as the fire reached the fuel tank it brewed up, blowing the vehicle apart in a spectacular fireball. The entire engagement had taken less than three seconds.
Then all hell broke loose.
Dozens of RPG-29 wielding militants appeared in a block that was just about to be cleared by the infantry, more men appeared in the windows with DShKs and AK-47s, spraying gunfire and rockets down into the tops of the vehicles, sixteen were destroyed instantly, but the armour was more resilient, they all had top mounted Slat Armour for just this sort of emergeancy. Unfortunately the attack had come from an angle that was impossible for the 155mm Howitzers on the assault guns to reach, which left it to the infantry, which swiftly ran, pepperpotting all the way, across to the entrances to that block. There was no kick this time, two man took posistions on either side of the door and got fragmentation grenades ready, while another readied a shotgun, which was then used to blast the lock apart, the people to the sides pushed the door in and chucked the grenades in, the arming levers springing up as they did so. A couple of seconds later the door blew out and the soldiers rushed in side, there guns already at the ready. Flashes and noises of the gunfight could be seen through the windows as the fire on the column rapidly slackened off. All of the columns vehicles had survived, but over 30 men were killed or wounded, eighteen prisoners were taken and sent back to the POW camp, while five wounded enemies were taken and carried back to the Field Hospital in a Military Police Humvee. The Spizanian Prisoners were transported back in a Samaritan Field Ambulance, which ground down the other side of the two lane street as the column went back to the previous routine, the other columns were not so lucky, a total of three vehicles had been lost to take those nine blocks, along with nearly a hundred men.

Somewhere over the Persian Gulf
"Tango 1-1, this is Hawkeye 1. Come to vector 2-1-1 and engage ship target at grid 3-5-3-1-2." The voice in kaptein Jonas Berghovs ear said, speaking in English, the internationally recognized aviation language. Due to the multinational allied force attacking Aazad, English was used so that allied aircraft and vessels listening in would understand the radio chatter.

"Copy that Hawkeye 1." Berghov replied before turning the throttle control to maximum military power with his left hand and manipulating the joystick with the right, manouvering his highly manouverable F-20/A Enforcer multirole fighter jet down towards the target, a cargo vessel that had been detected heading for Dhahran, a city currently under siege by Berghov's colleagues on the ground. Though there were some internal rivalry among the branches of the military, it was mostly friendly rivalry. The people on the ground depended on Berghov, and Berghov knew that he might be required to depend on those on the ground at some point in time. The young flying officer had been a qualified fighter pilot for some four years now, being a third of the way through his required service time in the Air Force. Not that he intended to quit after the twelve years were up though. He was a lifer in the military, and he was trained to do the job the Realm required of him. Right now, that was to engage the ship moving towards a forbidden port of call. Looking over to his right, Berghov saw his wingman behind and to the left, following. The internal two-way datalink connection between the two aircraft made radio communication an unnecessary thing except to chatter, and right now, that wasn't required. They had a job to do.

The Enforcers chewed up the distance quickly, and reached the position indicated by the E-1/B Hauk AWACS machine flying safely over the Persian Gulf, escorted by two F-25/A Typhoon air superiority fighters loaded with air to air munitions and fuel tanks. The two Enforcers on the other hand was loaded with a wide variety of munitions, ranging from four AIM.12/A AMRAAMs for self defense each, two AGM.5/A AMESM multi-purpose missiles and four Mk.92/B 250-kg laser-guided bombs each, and a full load of 27mm ammunition for the BK27 cannon. In other words, they were ready to deal out a great deal of punishment.

Breaking out of the formation, the wingman started circling at a safe 12,000 meters while Berghov decended, reduced to 80 % thrust and flew over the ship, checking it out. Pleased, he pulled up and came around for another pass, only this time he armed the cannon and placed his finger on the trigger, watching the instrument displays on the three OLED screens in the cockpit. Looking through the helmet-mounted targetting system, he didn't need to manually configure a target for the missiles he carried or manouver the aircraft to face the targets. All he needed to do was to look at the direction the target was in and advanced sensors would litterarily read his eyes and, coordinating with the radar and sensor suite the aircraft had installed aboard, lock onto the target, leaving Berghov with little other to do than to actually press the trigger button, releasing the weapon.

He wasn't going to use missiles on this target though. He was going to do it the old fashioned style, by using the cannon. As he started his attack run, the ship started manouvering, but exploiting the manouverability of the Enforcer, Berghov compensated and continued the attack run. The ship became larger and larger in the boresight, before finally, at a distance of 1,500 meters, Berghov pressed down and held the trigger for a few seconds, releasing some eighty-five armor-piercing, incendiary 27mm rounds into the ship, of which some seventy-nine hit their target. Smoke was starting to emerge from the ship, but she was still afloat, so Berghov came about for a second run. However, this one was at a higher altitude, and, coordinating with his wingman who "painted" the target with a laser beam, released two of the four Mk.92/B bombs at the target. The Mk.92/B wasn't really more than a Mk.82/A 250-kilogram iron bomb with a onboard computer, steering fins and a laser reciever mounted, making it a so-called "smart" bomb.

Two of these, each weighing in excess of 260 kilos, of which 100 kilograms was the highly explosive compound known as Minol II, were headed for the ship in a free fall after being dropped from four hundred meters, and they hit their mark, penetrating the ships side and detonating milliseconds later, tearing up the ship's side and her bottom, allowing for water to gush in. She sank within a few minutes, the crew that still was alive being able to get into the lifeboat.

"Hawkeye 1, this is Tango 1-1. Target sunk, returning to patrol zone."

"Copy Tango 1-1. Good job."

Berghov was pleased with the kill, and ordered his wingman to follow him back to the patrol area. They still had fuel for a few more hours, and a K-10/A Yggdrasil would be waiting to refill his fueltanks by that time.

OOC:Haw: Is there anything else you want to do with the 123rd before I send Gibbs the message that the 1/12 are ready to rock n roll?

OOC: No man just waiting on your call.

DZ HIRGIZSTAN

Colonel Metaxas was leaning against the front fender of his Hummer, visor down, watching the last helicopter being refuelled at DZ GAME. Behind him sat 40 Blackhawk's, their crews ready and 440 Paratroopers were lined up in front of them. Another sixty helicopters were spread across the other DZ's, with 660 more Paratroopers ready to go. That was 1100 soldiers in total, full Battalion strength. Another Battalion was scheduled to jump forward in Chinooks and procede to the city on foot and in their vehicles. That was just over 2000 soldiers, the rest staying behind in reserve and to guard the DZ's, how renamed as FOB's.

The Regiment's compliment of 25 AH-94A Stalker Attack Helicopters and 11 RAH-95A Shadaw Recon and Attack choppers would accompany Metaxas and his two battalions on their assault into the city.

Metaxas would travel in one of the Blackhawk's, and his Hummer would be underslung by a Chinook and dropped near the city.

Once everything had been sorted Metaxas sent an email to Gibbs, it read: "The 1/12 is ready, we have two Battalions ready to go. I suggest we go in from the south, in a two pronged attack, half heading for the port area and the other half heading for the downtown area. We should aim to take the three bridges that cross the river that runs through the city. What do you suggest Colonel?"

OOC:Nero: A question- there is a city in Ash Shariqah province, up in the north near the border with the Al-Hudud Ash-Shamaliyah Province called King Khalid Military City in RL Saudi Arabia- its their biggest military base. I don't know what it was under Elephantum, so should I assume its just a normal city called King Khalid City?
Link to Map: http://www.lib.utexas.edu/maps/middle_east_and_asia/saudi_arabia_pol_2003.jpg

OOC: In other post I think I answered this, King Khalid is my claimed capital. I changed my first attack from riyadh, after being told it was O.K.'s land. Also it is the only location where military anti-air flak tanks and some anti-air weapons are being utilized. Basically King Khalid is the most heavily armed location in the Aazad 'state' The north of Ash Sharqiyah is where the only Aazad members left in the region are fighting. The southern fighters have been ordered to the UAE and fighters on the coast are beginning to get ready to confront (Cottish?) soldiers...I cant remember who posted the attack on those coastal cities...If it is possible can someone sum the posts up. Its getting really hard for me to to read them all in two hours, im not a slow reader its just I have work to do at the same time. Also another thing, Qatar and Kuwait do have Aazad soldiers inside them (They are concidered Syndicate controled though as they only answer to Viliant) To do this without problems and such they are in hiding but they are their. Read my first post it states all locations of my men. Just for the sake of it, I am not claiming Qatar or Kuwait, and I am not openly fighting in there, but they are there, and may be reinforcing my men in Ash Shirqiyah

So you all know though, I get internet in two days, w00t w00t. My post will be more consistant and better thought out, so happy days to the return of Nerotika's former RPing skills ^.^

OOC: Nero: Thanks for the info. I summarised all the posts and major actions so far, its on page 6.

[OOC: Okay, here's an outline of Cottish plans so far...

The Expeditionary Corps Arabia has moved deep into your Saudi holdings and have thus far obliterated the city of Khafji, killing everyone there. Other than that, they've moved south towards Dhahran, avoiding all settlements between them. The cities of Abqaiq and Jubail have been engulfed by massive firestorms following the deployment of massive amounts of incendiary munitions (firebombs) on those cities, and Ex.Cps. Arabia is waiting outside those cities, positioned in a semi-circle to lay siege to Dhahran and the surrounding areas, for the firestorms to rage themselves out before they tighten the noose.

Cottish aircraft is constantly patrolling over the Saudi part of your claims, engaging any targets of opportunity. We have also initiated a siege of the city of Dhahran as mentioned earlier, and we are sinking all ships and shooting down all aircraft attempting to enter the city. That should sum up the Cottish contribution already conducted in this war. More will follow though.]

Somewhere outside King Khalid Military City
The city was buzzling with activity, even at this late hour, the man saw as he looked through the light-amplifying binoculars. He and the other men in his outfit, a team from 4. Company, 3. Battalion, 5. Special Operations Group from Hærens Jegerkommando, the Cottish Army Special Forces, was located on a sand dune overlooking the eastern parts of the city, observing the events. Their ride, four M15A4 Desert Patrol Vehicles fitted with a wide variety of high-powered weapons, sat silently two hundred meters away, protected by eight of the twelve men that made up the team. The four others lay on the sand dune, their pixelated camoflage uniforms and sand-colored weapons keeping them from being detected. It being dark further helped them remain undetected.

King Khalid Military City was a very important target, but it wouldn't be hit from the ground for some time yet. That didn't mean that it wouldn't be hit from the air though. The man had a laser designator readily available, able to pin-point targets for the laser-guided munitions Cottish aircraft would be carrying. No raids were scheduled for a few hours yet though, so the man simply observed. If they were detected, the men were under orders to retreat to the vehicles and get the hell out of there. With the high speeds of the DPVs, the men would have little problems getting that done.

OOC: This is all I can do for right now.

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/1/11/Satellite_photo_King_Khalid_Military_City_June_2002.jpg

This is King Khalid. There is an airstrip a few miles outside of this base, I think you can see a bit of it on the bottom. Troop deploment involves repeling ground infantry attacks. Small arms ambushs and roadside bombs placed along the road to Dubai. Troops have been ordered to hold Abu Dhabi, the largest city held so far. Six Hundred to Seven Hundred soldiers are ordered to protect the outside roads into the city at all costs (Suicide bombings will occur). Roadside bombings are a constant on the road to Abu Dhabi and ambushs will be very common. All goes same with King Khalid Military City, the soldiers guarding this position include former military trained forces, special forces trained soldiers. Precise snipers, ZSU-51-2 Flak tanks and two SAM sites.

[OOC: Sweet! I can sense a great battle RP coming up!]

Outside King Khalid
The twelve men maintained their observation of the city, staying at a safe distance of more than two thousand meters, watching through binoculars and the odd sniper scope. The team had two designated snipers, one having a L108A1 sniper rifle firing the venerable and highly deadly 8.6x70mm Lapua round, while the other one had a L109A1 Materiellødeleggelsesrifle [Material Destruction Rifle] which fired the 12.7x99mm round at its targets. Not that they were going to use them though. The men were out of range for both the weapons, and they didn't intend to get within range because that meant two things: Firstly, they were more likely to be discovered; and secondly, they would go into range of the enemy's weapons. Therefore, they simply stayed in their positions and observed, reporting back to Command via the encrypted satellite radio system the communications NCO was responsible for.

Dharhan Area of Operations
There was surprisingly little resistance from Dhahran, the generalmajor commanding the 15. Panserdivisjon thought as he observed the charred remains of what was once the city of Abqaiq from the rather uncomfortable passenger seat of the M38A1 Cottish Tactical Light Armored Vehicle, or CTLAV for short. The CTLAV was the standard light vehicle used for just about every duty imaginable, just like the Dingos, HMMWVs and Jeeps it had replaced. Costing only $20,000 per unit thanks to the litterarily hundreds of thousands produced, the CTLAV was a versitile all-round vehicle that preformed well in just about every climate. It was well armored too, being protected all-round by fifty millimeters of armored alloy which had a RHA equivalent of one hundred and twenty millimeters of normal steel, more than enough to withstand direct hits of calibers up to 20 mm. It also had a Mine Protection Plate welded underneath, protecting the passengers from up to 10 kilograms worth of explosive blasts.

And it wasn't just armored. It was armed as well! This particular CTLAV had a L115A1 heavy machine gun which fired up to six hundred 15.5 x 115 mm rounds per minute mounted on top, with the gunner sitting safely inside the passenger compartment of the CTLAV behind the generalmajor, operating the heavy machine gun via the Remote Weapons Operations System (RWOS). This system allowed the gunner to see targets from afar thanks to the daylight TV/Thermal Imaging system integrated into the RWOS, and engage it safely without needing to expose himself to the potentially hazardous area outside. Using the RWOS, the gunner looked around for any targets as the CTLAV headed past the burnt-out remains the bulk of the division's tanks and armored vehicles had passed twenty minutes ago on their way to their designated positions just north-east of the city. Few survivors had been encountered by the Cottish soldiers, and those unfortunate few had been shot square in the head, putting them out of their misery quickly and efficiently.

Thanks to reports over the Tactical Radio Net and the Digital BattleNet that all Cottish units and vehicles contributed to via the encrypted two-way datalink system each vehicle had, the generalmajor knew that across the entire phase line, the divisions further north were doing the same. He also knew that the Combat Engineer Brigade attached to the Expeditionary Corps had started battlefield repairs to the currently bombed-out King Fahad International Airport just west of the position of the 10. Panserdivisjon in hopes of being able to use it to shorten the supply route. The airport had been bombed pretty intensely during the opening 48 hours of the campaign, but the Combat Engineers knew what they were doing. Hopefully, the holes in the runway and tarmac could be repaired enough for C-12/J Super Hercules tactical transport aircraft to land within twenty-four to thirty-six hours. In the meanwhile, the Cottish helicopters used the tarmac, being able to exploit the fuel reserves which the designer of the airport had been clever enough to place deep below the ground and quite a distance from the runway, saving them from being blown up in the air strikes.

The four divisions had moved into position by now, and were preparing to unleash a hellish artillery barrage on the city of Dhahran, using approximately seven hundred and fifty-six 155 mm howitzers, one hundred and sixty-two 203 mm howitzers and one hundred and eight multiple launch rocket systems firing many lethal 220 mm artillery rockets laden with submunitions each. They wouldn't fire just yet though, instead waiting for all forces to be in position before opening fire and levelling the city. They were curious though. The enemy had been remarkably silent.

DZ ALPHA

Colonel Gibbs had received the email from Metaxas and was ready to go. He had his troops in standby mode awaiting the call from the COH Forces.

"Roger Colonel, we are ready to move. A two pronged attack would definitely work to divide the enemy forces. I suggest you take the Port and work back from that location. Since we have a heavier balance of Armored Vehicles and a deeper supply of Infantry Battalions, we will sweep the center of town. I am holding four artillery battalions to the rear for fire support missions. We can direct fire from both cannon and HIMARS units attached to these battalions. If you need directed fire support call for it via the secure frequency or highlight it on the Combat Map I sent you via email and my Arty can hit it. If it is agreed we will work towards the bridges from both ends and meet in the middle, good hunting Colonel."

Colonel Gibbs climbed into his M1126 Stryker ICV and sent a layout of the battleplan to his Battalion commanders via SATLINK. Instantly in each combat vehicle the NONCOM's could see the real-time data associated with the mission and plan the systematic sweep of the city. Slowly the group began to pull out of the DZ moving rapidly towards there target, Dubayy.

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1/2 Click South of Town

Colonel Gibbs signaled his Artillery Battalion’s to move up into position. M9395 Trucks turned 180 degrees of the progress of the column as gunners spilled out of the trucks and began to ready the M1192A2 155mm LTH's for action. The Howitzers were arranged in a staggered pattern, but in a formation that was easily defendable by the rear guard. After a brief lull in the movement Colonel Gibbs received the instant message via his Computer all four Battalions were ready to support the mission at hand. Some 144 LTH's and 72 HIMARS trucks had drawn a bead on Dubayy. Directed, sustainable support was now available instantly should the need arise.

At a predetermined point the four Armored Battalions and six Mechanized Infantry Battalions spilt into combat teams and slowly spread out to begin the unenviable task of clearing the streets of Dubayy. The constant shelling of the town for three days had reduced many of the structures to piles of smoking rubble, perfect locations for rebels to hide. Combat Engineers moved up into the line with Armored D6 Caterpillar Bulldozers to clear debris from the roads so the units could move into town. Slowly Mechanized Infantry began to sweep towards the center of town supported by the untested M8 Buford AGS units.

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OOC: Troops moving into town

3168 Combat Infantry
288 PUMA IFV's (carrying/supporting Infantry)
192 M8 Buford AGS
48 M1134 Stryker ATGM (close support Infantry)

FYI all Stryker's carry the extended rail protection package to ward off RPG attack.

Artillery supporting COH and Hawdawg Forces

144 M1192A2 155mm LTH
72 HIMARS Truck’s

DZ HIRGIZSTAN

Metaxas had received Gibbs' reply and had swiftly turned on his heels toward the choppers and signalled with his hand for his troops to mount up.
At the other DZ's the same thing was happening, troops running from their formations and jumping into the sleek looking Black Hawk choppers, the Crew Chief's leaning over their huge 7.62mm MiniGuns and the pilots doing their final checks.

After a few minutes the first choppers, the AH-94A Stalker's and the RAH-95A Shadows, lifted off. They would fly out in front of the Black Hawk's, Chinooks and Little Birds, performing recon. They would then go into holding patterns, ready to take fire missions from the Hawdawgians or the Hirgizstanians.

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1/2 Click South of Dubayy

The Black Hawk's had been high up enough in the air to see the Hawdawgian 123rd advancing to their positions, a cloud of sand trailing their vehicles.
The pilots finally touched the helos down at soccer stadium on the outskirts of town, probably a college bowl. The car park was huge and the surrounding ground was flat, a good place to land. Little Birds, Stalker's and Shadow's circled the area as a mass of UH-60's flew in and dropped off their cargo. Next came the lumbering chinooks, some with underslung or stowed HummVees and DPV's.

Within half an hour over 2000 Paratroopers were on the ground or in their vehicles, advancing toward the port side of the city.

Map: Haw: I just guessed the line of advance I drew for your forces because I wasn't sure of your exact plan of advance, but if it isn't right then let me know. The arrow pointing out from the COH Stadium circle is my line of advance.
http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c88/Karl187/Dubayy.jpg

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OOC: Forces Advancing on Dubayy:

2128 Combat Paratroopers

32 M-1114 Up Armoured HMMWV (with heavy armor plating/25 with CROWS Turrets/7 with Armoured Turrets- 16 with Mk.19 GL and 16 with M2HB MG. M-1114 can withstand RPG attacks, but not indefinetly.)
4 Desert Patrol Vehicles (with 1x M2HB, 1x M240G and 1x M249 SAW)

12 AH-94A Stalker (8x Hellfire Missiles, 30mm Cannon, 4x TOW Missiles)
6 RAH-95A Shadow (4x Hellfire Missiles, 30mm Cannon, 2x TOW Missiles0
80 UH-60M (2x 7.62 Mini Gun per helicopter)
10 AH-6 Little Bird (2x 7.62mm Mini Gun and 24x FFAR Rockets per helicopter)

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Eurasia-Aaazab Border

The forward elements of the 1st Mechanized Division, I Corps, 30th Army reached the Eurasian border with Aazab sometime in the early afternoon. The sun was already high in the sky and the heat was sweltering, an arid and dry heat. The Recon Battalion were the first to the border, naturally. They were riding in Cougar 4x4 and 6x6 vehicles.

The Eurasian side of the border was quiet, everywhere south-west of Rafah was fairly quiet in fact, just the odd scattered village and house. The highway had once gone through the border and into Elephantum, but now a quickly erected security fence sat across the border, with Eurasian troops and police stationed along it. Nobody was taking chances with the new terrorist state.

The Aazab side of the border, however, was in marked contrast to the Eurasian side. Instead of a clean and clear highway, albeit devoid of cars at the crossing, the Aazab side was strewn with debris-clothes, suitcases, furniture etc-and abandoned cars were parked along the highway for miles. On either side, in the vast expanse of desert there was a veritable makeshift city of tents, with haggard looking people strolling to and fro aimlessly, or they were up at the fence shouting at the Eurasians on the other side for food, water or shelter.

Many people had fled from the towns and cities in the former Elephantum territories, fleeing the wrath of the terrorists that were now desperately clinging to control. But the Cavalry, literally, was coming.

The Recon Battalion pulled up in a single line convoy along the massive highway. Eurasian troops quickly opened the gates at the border, their comrades watching the refugees like hawks in case any decided to try their luck and run through while the gates were open. A loudspeaker blared from somewhere, saying in Arabic that "Anyone attempting to cross the border will be shot." The message repeated itself as the Recon Battalion thundered through the gates, breaking left and right onto the desert either side of the highway, in front of the Eurasian gates and the white and multi-coloured refugee tents.

The highway was, essentially, blocked with cars for miles. They would need to be cleared. The army had, naturally anticipated this and coming behind the Recon boys were five M1 Grizzly Breacher’s- an M1A3 Tank with a huge bucket/ramrod and an uprated engine instead of a turret.

But before this could be accomplished the Recon Battalion had their own message for the refugees. A couple of loudspeakers of the 6x6 Cougars began to bark, just as the Eurasians closed over the gates. "This is the Hirgizstanian Army, we are here to protect you and to ensure a swift return to peace in these territories. We need to clear the cars from the highway, so please move out of the way and let us work. Any attempts to impede our progress or any act of hostility will bring the severest repercussions."

The messages repeated over and over and eventually stopped as the Grizzly’s had finally arrived, accompanied by the rest of the 1st Mechanized Division, and behind them was the rest of I Corps, and behind them were four more Corps.

Bump

OOC: That's good Hirgy. I have fanned out the different Mech. Infantry units to advance in a solid line Northward, clearing houses and streets as we move along the edge of the river towards the coast. The artillery support is basically stationed at the major crossroads right under my name in the picture.

-Hawdawg

OOC: Im thinking we should just partition up the territories, we have effectively got them beaten and alot of the RPing i can do now is the repetititve business of clearing block after block in much the same way.

OOC: I didn't actually want these areas of Middle East, but I suppose I can secure them first and then decide who wants them. Nothing much has happend and yes it does look like we have them beat, they won't win no matter what anyway, so its a fairly moot point. I wonder if Nero has lost interest? There's no point in continuing until he states his intentions.

Bump

OOC: All areas of the UAE north of the River should now be secure and formations of mechanised infantry and dragoons should be pushing over into the southern areas, i think its time we divy up the land.

OOC: I still think we should wait. Perhaps Nero is having some bad internet problems. If he isn't back by, say next Tuesday, then we'll sort out who gets what and decide how we should continue and finish the RP.

OOC: I still think we should wait. Perhaps Nero is having some bad internet problems. If he isn't back by, say next Tuesday, then we'll sort out who gets what and decide how we should continue and finish the RP.

Agreed.

-Hawdawg

OOC: I think we've given Nero long enough. So its time to find out who gets/wants what and to finish this RP. First off-I don't want any of the land. So I will give it to whoever wants/needs it.

[OOC: I agree. I would like to claim the following area to be occupied by the Cottish Army.]

http://img390.imageshack.us/img390/9650/untitledfn4.png

OOC:....so I lost somthing I wasn`t even here for. Damn wish it went that way for Vietnam. Well yes, I have been having internet problems, so if we may continue where I left off instead of where you pushed off we might be able to actually do somthing. Any Idea's where that was?

Also...sory for not claiming vacation mode, Im still getting use to EII rules and such. But im back. you can still claim territories but that doesn`t mean fighting has completely dissolved. Also Cotland if you wish to claim King Khalid you`ll have to take it forcfully.

OOC: Since your back, you need to reply to some RP's.

Well Hirgy and I had a large group of Paratroopers laying the smacketh down on Dubai. We stopped to wait on you. You could pick up there. Spiz also has a force moving into town to finish off the rest of the insurgents.


-Hawdawg

OOC: I say we wait until Nero replies, if he doesn't reply in a timely manner we finish this damm RP ourselves, in a timely and well done manner.

OOC I say you are all being dumb.

OOC I say you are all being dumb.

I have no intention to hijack this thread, but is Gaelithia still intending to be active? I'd

I have no intention to hijack this thread, but is Gaelithia still intending to be active? I'd

Yes, I'd like to post. When I was gone, things had happened in various areas of interest and so I know not of all things in which need my attending to thus I speak as if I were of the past...or...perhaps like Kirk...in a Caboose-ish way...like...the...er...Village...yes...that's it...I'll be on AIM tonight, if you have an SN then im me...I would enjoy it most dearly to be informed of my misfortunes...

OOC: Do not expect me to dedicate my life to this thread, I have an outside life with school and such as do many other people. If you do not then congradulations but if you are in the same boat then you know how hard it is to post with school, also I have a large project im working on, kinda an RVB type show using Halo and such so with that I lost track of this thread, I had no school last week and that entire week I also had no internet along with the fact I have a life. Please, please, please do not expect me to sign on everyday. I know it is my fault for not saying anything, I take responsibility for almost screwing this thread over and in the future I will say somthing so you know. I like the way you handled things giving me a time limit and such and for pyschotika, no they are not being dumb, I do not though like how you imediatly believe that an OOC post would contribute the time to post an RP reply...exclude this one cause it will. Thank you for being patient, if this were me I would probably lost my patients by now ^.^.
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General Command Orders
King Khalid Military City, Capital of the Aazad movement/The Islamic State of Aazad.

Members of the Aazad southern division will arrive in Dubai with an ETA of two days. The Southern division will be recognized with the new name Aazad Bushra Bashira, Bushra troops once near Dubai will split units into the Bashira company and Bushra company. The Bushira will spearhead the reinforcement assault on the city from the eastern side while the Bushra will flank northern side by sea assault. Water vehicles will be supplied by Aazad troops already in the city as well as secret civilians who are able to leave the city as '"Refugee's".

The Northern division will be reorginized as the Diwan, the Diwan division will be split into three companies. Those defending King Khalid will be listed as the Baariq Company. Those fighting in Harad will be knowen as the Humam company, this includes the extra reinforcements being sent in next week. Those fighting enemy troops in the northern fields will organize under this order and be knowen as the Kamil Company. Those fighting in the fields will organize inside Salwa, a suspected target and/or location of enemy troops. The safehoused are already in place those arriving will arrive unarmed after locating and placing weapons in the munitions safehouse.

Bushra Bushira Company(The Southern Division)
3,000 Aazad Infantry (AK-47) [1,400 will split to become the Bushra Flank Assualt]
1,000 Aazad Anti-Armor Personel (RPG-7/PG-7VM Grenade, RPG-29/PG-29V Grenade, AGS-17 Automatic Grenade Launcher [Loaded ontop of twenty Technical Vechicles], Eighteen Mk.157 SMAW Launchers with rockets) [300 will split to become the Bushra Flank Assualt]
800 Vehicle Crew members (Forty Technical Trucks/Transportation and Defence, Nineteen APC Tracked Vehicles, Twenty-one T-10 Heavy Assault Tanks, Twenty T-84 MBT's.) [5 T-84's, 4 T-10's will split to become the Bushra Flank Assault.

The Diwan Division (The Northern Division)
Spec.'s Currenty still pending...

The Aazad Main UAE Division
Numbers unditermind, current actions/Defending Dubai, Assualting Spizani soldiers (Ambushes, Carbombs, IED's [Roadside Bombs]) Setting up outposts outside Dubai and Abu Dhabi. Defending Abu Dhabi.
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Dubai, UAE, The Islamic State of Aazad

Fighting was rapidly increasing to heated firefights in the streets. People were running from any sight of trouble which would give off Aazad positions as well as enemy troop locations. The constant whistle from RPG rounds flying in the air gave no sign of letting up as Aazad soldiers fought to the death in every situation. Some cases resulted in Aazad suicide bombings, some going so far as to jumping from roofs onto enemy tanks then exploding. Tall buildings were beginning to crumble to the ground and this being more of a cultured world made this look like a modern disaster as buildings that would make an LA skyline were blowen apart by tank shells and bombs. The streets looked more like something from an old WWII picture than that of a middle eastern conflict and along with bodies that littered the streets soldiers were constantly running back and forth on either side trying to hunt the other down.
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15 Miles North West of King Khalid City, Ash Shariqah

The M1 Girzzly breacher's had done a stellar job clearing the first few miles of highway of debris. 4X4 Cougar Vehicles, filled with a Company of troops, followed behind, ensuring the relatively defenseless Grizzly's did not become fair game for an enterprising terrorist with a pick-up and an RPG.

The CROWS (Common Remote Operated Weapon Station) on top of the Cougar's ensured that no troops were vulnerable to enemy fire, and this was a god-send as two 'technical's' had hidden behind a slight depression east of the highway, and they had popped out, roaring towards the opposite highway shoulder, firing their 'dushka's' (12.7mm DSHK MG) and the passengers firing their AK's. A terrorist in the lead vehicle steadied an RPG and fired, a big puff of white smoke ejecting from the launcher and then a spurt of fire as the propellant kicked in and suddenly the RPG was whining toward the lead Cougar.

The crew inside the lead Cougar, behind the two Grizzly's barely had time to react. The vehicle commander shouted "Brace! Brace! Brace!" and the 6 soldiers and vehicle Gunner checked their straps and grabbed hold of something. The RPG struck the vehicle with a thunderous CLUNK! and then a ripping explosion that blackened one of the front side windows. Outside the vehicle dissappeared in a haze of fire and smoke, and then it reappeared, still running strong, but now with some blackened paintwork and a few patches of burning stowage. The CROWS aboard the second vehicle was already going to work, the heavy report of the 50.cal MG chewing up the thin-skinned technicals. The two dusty old vehicles slewed to a stop and were thoroughly peppered, with on exploding and landing on its side. The bodies of the terrorists lay slumped all over the vehicles or on the sandy ground, blood oozing from their wounds. Soon the vultures would find them.

For the rest of the afternoon the five Corps of the 30th Army speeded through the border between Eurasia and Aazab, to crowds of cheering and whooing refugees, who were only more elated when soldiers threw them MRE's. A Company of soldiers and Cougar vehicles was assigned to protect them.

There was an open two miles of highway to cross before the lead elements of I Corps came to the RV, in a flat and hard packed area of land near a highway cloverleaf. It was deserted, but a couple of the lead vehicles triggered some vicious IED's as the scoped out the area, but the Cougar vehicles earned their money by living up the saying that "if they hit an IED, the only thing that will happen is the CD Player will skip" And indeed it was true.

As darkness fell 375 Artillery pieces, 125 Crusder TMAS, 125 MLRS and 125 M112 SPA, were assembled near the cloverleaf, with 25 M1A5 Abrams to make it up to an even 400. As midnight approached the lights of vehicles blazed in the dark, giving the Artillery crews some light. The sound of SCAR Rifles carried in the near-silence-permiter troops engaging curious terrorists.

At exactly midnight the near-silence was shattered with a series of colossal booms, as four hundred artillery pieces fired, some firing 155mm shells, others firing 203mm, rockets or 150mm ordnance-all aimed squarely on King Khalid City, just fifteen miles down the road.

RWB (Reporters Without Borders) and HNC (Hirgizstanian News Corporation) Pictures of the Artillery Strike:

http://www.newprophecy.net/Firestorm_shakes_Iraqi_cities.jpg

http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/38992000/jpg/_38992415_baghdad_nightbomb315.jpg

http://www.newgenevacenter.org/social-dynamics/pictures/NWK_03-03-31_16-17_Shock+Awe.jpg

http://sacredearth.org/images/iraq_war_II/palace.jpg

OOC: Just please let someone know when you are going to be gone for extended periods of time Nerotika. It doesn't bode well with players when everyone is in the lurch for a long time without any word. Let's get back to killing each other.

Dubai
(Red Sector)
Hawdawg Airborne Force

Throughout the day the Mechanized Airborne Infantry slowly pushed deeper and deeper into the heart of the city. Tactical advantage slowly slipped away from the Aazadi Fighters as the constant barrage of incoming Artillery ground the few free standing structures into mounds of rubble. Any movement detected by the various Fire Teams clearing structures would warrant an immediate greeting from 155mm rounds or HIMARS rockets. A sad note came across Colonel Gibbs mobile command post when the 3rd Armored Group took a wrong turn down Felati St. As the column of 4 M8 Buford’s stopped to await an armored D6 Bulldozer to arrive from the rear to clear the road a group of Aazadi Fighters quickly sprang from the rubble and hastily scattered landmines at the rear of the group. With no way of backing out of the boxed in street, the rooftops came alive with RPG fire. Quickly all four M8’s were hit in the tracks, which made them sitting ducks. While the RPG rounds had disabled the M8’s, they had little effect on penetrating the armor. In a last ditch effort to immobilize the vehicles, Aazadi Fighters dove onto the M8’s strapped in C-4, acting as human bombs. When the Infantry support arrived in there Puma IFV’s to support the Engineer’s to remove the mines and debris from the roadbed the smoking hulls of the M8’s where found. All crew members perished in an almost certain fiery death.

The loss of these units changed Colonel Gibbs tactics downtown. A take no prisoner’s order went out and the Units of the Hawdawg Airborne began to fill the streets with blood. Anyone seen running was considered hostile and was shot on site. As the pillars of smoke rose throughout the shattered streets of Dubai, the war horn had been sounded; this was going to get messy.

Colonel Gibbs: “Get me Cottish Command on the horn. I want some of those pig hides. When we catch the leaders of the movement here in Dubai, we are going to “display them” wrapped in fresh pig entrails on a pike downtown. These people shall learn.”
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FLASH MESSAGE

COTTISH COMMAND

Request Airdrop of Pig hides to DZ Alpha, we have a special and urgent need for a few dozen carcasses. Also would request a resupply of 155mm howitzer shells to Firebase 013 outside of Dubai, they are almost exhausted of ammunition.

Colonel Gibbs
Hawdawg Command
Hawdawg Airborne




Losses:

4 M8 Buford AGS
1 Puma IFV (mechanical)
23 KIA
18 Wounded
3 MIA

Dhahran
The city of Dhahran was, for all intents and purposes, dead. It had been constantly bombarded by Cottish artillery and subjected to constant raids for the past week, and with the extensive use of the submunitions and raids in which Aazad leaders were killed or captured by Cottish special forces infiltrating the defenses and exfiltrating just as effectively. The leadership was taken out from the city and thurroughly interrogated, and in most cases tortured to give up the information they had before being quickly executed. After they had been killed, the corpse was stitched into a pig's hide and dropped from a helicopter down to a public area within Dhahran during the lulls in the artillery bombardment. After the sixth corpse had been dropped from a H-25/A Super Huey, the city had had enough. A week after the siege started, the surviving leadership declared their intention to surrender.

King Khalid
The special forces team was not happy with what they saw. From what they had counted, many personnel were in the city, and they were obviously ready to fight. The decision was made that a little air raid was required.

"Falcon Command, this is Bravo 4-9. Requesting air raid, over."

"Bravo 4-9, this is Falcon Command. Specify target, over."

"Enemy troop formations within King Khalid Mike Charlie, over."

"Copy that. Stand-by," the voice on the other side said before returning half a minute later. "Bravo 4-9, this is Falcon Command. Inbound gunships on vector zero-seven-niner, angles two. Flight of two A-28 Hammers, callsign Saddler 1. Out."

"Saddler 1, this is Bravo 4-9. Do you copy, over."

"Bravo 4-9, this is Saddler 1. We read you loud and clear, over."

"Copy. What's your load, over?"

"Loadout of twelve Brimstones, nine one twenty-five kilo Paveways, three incendiaries plus a full loadout of thirty-two Mike Mike. Advise approach, over."

"Copy. Best approach from the south-west. Large enemy troop formation at that direction. Recommend dropping incendiary there. We're painting target." The commander said while transfering coordinates for the troop formation via the laser designator to the aircraft. "Target is painted, over."

"Wilco. Target is painted. Good tone. Okay, we're coming in. Pickles hot! Saddler 1 out!" The pilot said before concentrating fully on the manouvering of the aircraft. The A-28/C Hammer close air support aircraft was the stronger, more powerful son of the A-10 Thunderbolt II, and sported a number of improvements over the predecessor. The Hammer had the capability of transporting more weaponry, and it was faster and more manouverable than the Thunderbolt II, giving it higher chances of surviving on the battlefield. Under the hardpoints, the three Mk.86/A 250-kilogram incendiary bombs were ready to be dropped, and in the nose, the AMC-680D 32mm 6-barreled electro-thermal chemical autocannon was being prepared to fire the pretty deadly rounds into the enemy.

At five kilometers out, the pilots kicked in the ECM systems and kicked up the speed, moving at nearly Mach 0.9, streaking in to King Khalid Military City fast and low. Six hundred meters from the targeted area, the pilots dropped the in total six Mk.86s, making for a total of three thousand kilos of munitions, or fifteen hundred kilos of thermite plasma being dropped on the city. The aircraft pulled up the instant the bombload was released and climbed steeply, dropping off chaff bundles and flares constantly to try to fool a potential surface to air missile.

They levelled off at sixteen hundred meters and came around for a second pass, this time using their cannons. Diving on the target area, a place where they saw lots and lots of troops and materiell, they waited until they were six hundred meters out before opening fire, sending litterarily hundreds of 32mm tungsten-tipped, incendiary projectiles into the area. Two hundred meters over the ground, they levelled out and exited to the east, moving at nearly Mach 1.

The special forces team on the ground just sat silently and undetected at the vantage point outside the city, watching the display. They would continue to feed intelligence reports to the Cottish command.

Somewhere over UAE
The aft cargo hatch in the C-11/B Super Globemaster was opened and the restraining straps were removed from the cargo pallets by the three crew chiefs, who then returned to their seats and reported that everything was perfectly in order. Once it was confirmed that it was, and the aircraft was over the correct position, the pilots pulled the massive aircraft into a steep climb, making gravity do the work of pushing the eighteen pallets of pigs hides and 155mm artillery shells out from the 26 meter long cargo compartment. Gravity did as it always did, and helped the pallets drop out of the aircraft. The parachutes released when they should, and the pallets would land more or less in the coordinates specified by the Hawdawgians.

Outside Dubai
(Green Sector)
Hawdawg Firebase 013

Colonel Gibbs studied the smoking remains of the once proud city of Dubai. When the Artillery began to run short of ammunition, Gibbs had turned to the Fast Attack Group Fighters to provide close air support for the troops busy at "removing" the remaining resistance within the city. Sortie after sortie came in from the sea to finish off the heavy resistance points along the river guarding the approaches to the International Airport. Early in the campaign the runways had been disabled by various Imsdal attacks from offshore, but the Hawdawg Force wanted to lay claim to it as quickly as possible to ease the logistical strain created by having to air drop resupply the division.

As the Cottish air drop of much needed 155mm rounds and freshly ordered pig hides fell within 10 meters of the designated GPS coordinates, Colonel Gibbs summoned SEAL Team 6. SEAL Team 6 was a special unit that was seldom talked about but whose legend and reputation preceeded there presence in any combat theater. Specialists in extractions, ST-6 made a name for themselves in the deserts of Southern Morrocco rounding up the wayward forces of various "factions" unhappy with a Hawdawg presence in there country shortly after the takeover. Rumor has it that the unit preferred to kill by edged weapons, as silence inside enemy territory was a must, but they carried enough firepower to actively engage any enemy force with substaintal lethality.

As the eight man team arrived, Colonel Gibbs had a dusty map of Dubai spread out over the hood of his LV-08. Gibbs laid his binoculars on the map to keep the desert winds from folding it up, as he removed a grease pencil from his pocket. SSGT. Levine stepped forward and saluted the Colonel.

Gibbs: "At ease SSGT. Levine. I have a task that needs handling by your unit. We have boxed these bastards into a corner here. Intel tells me that the leader of these vagabonds is held up in the old Air Traffic Control tower at the International Airport. A scout-sniper team had a visual on him early this afternoon, but I would not let them take the shot. He has a shortwave radio and is trying to coordinate his remaining soldiers on the opposite river bank and remaining streets. Our Scout-Sniper team confirms a group of about 20 men are stationed around this position providing security. It will be dark soon SSGT. and I want this "leader" in my proximity before daybreak. I would prefer him alive, but I will take him dead."

SSGT. Levine: "Very well Colonel. We will insert via the river here and will move on the Airport from this point. We will have him here for you in the morning sir. I would ask that you contact Colonel Metaxas with the COH forces, we will most likely require an air extraction sir."

Colonel Gibbs: "Consider it done. Here is the COH secure channel, your call sign is ST-6, they will know when you call to get you out as fast as possible."

SSGT. Levine turned to his men and asked if they had any questions. All of them had been keenly listening to the tasks assigned by Colonel Gibbs and all were very ready to move.

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FLASH MESSAGE
COH Forces

Seal Team 6 call sign ST-6 is performing an extraction of the Aazadi Leader tonight. They will need an air extraction from the International Airport sometime this evening. Please be advised when they call for extraction they will need to be extracted post haste.

Colonel Gibbs


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SSGT. Levine checked his gear and assured that he was ready, turned to checking his Team. ST-6 was all business and was ready to depart within minutes. As darkness fell around Dubai, ST-6 slid down the muddy bank of the river and into a dark inflatable raft. Slowly they drifted down the channel until they reached a point roughly 2500 meters SE of the Airport. Even in the pitch-black night of the desert the eerie shape of the abandoned control tower could be faintly seen in the distance. Methodically ST-6 slowly picked there way around the various Aazadi positions until they reached the tarmac some 300 meters from the tower. Each of the eight members positioned themselves to carefully observe the insurgents around the base of the tower. In a stroke of luck the enemy force had gathered to sleep around a fire pit filled with broken furniture and fuel oil salvaged from around the airport. Some 15 Aazadi slept silently on the barren tarmac. Three of unsuspecting guards met an unfortunate end when ST-6 dispatched them with X-6 blow darts, a nasty poison dart designed to paralyze, followed by a slow but silent death. As ST-6 crept up the stairwell inside the tower, murmurs were heard above. Clearly the leader was very much awake, giving instructions to his following across the river.

SSGT. Levine was the first to burst into the room. Stunned at the invasion the Aazadi leader turned to face ST-6, SSGT. Levine was ready having already drawn his taser gun. As he pulled the trigger, two darts shot into the Aazadi leader’s body as he began to flop around on the floor from the voltage. Two quick bursts and the man had lost control of his bodily functions on the floor completely incapacitated. ST-6 quickly zip-tied the hands of the Insurgent Leader and whisked him down the stairwell towards the tarmac. When the team reached the bottom floor, a member pulled a flash-bang grenade and tossed it among the sleeping Aazadi soldiers. Startled from sleep these men jumped up and were quickly dispatched via a volley of silenced MP-5’s. The flash-bang certainly announced the presence of the team so air extraction was a must. SSGT. Levine made the call to the COH Forces.

SSGT. Levine: “This is ST-6. We have retrieved our package and request an immediate air extraction. Expect the LZ to be hot. Repeat expect the LZ to be hot.”

As SSGT. Levine finished his call to the COH Forces, the Aazadi leader began to mumble, which Levine quickly silenced with the butt of his MP-5. The plan was to hold the LZ until the extraction came. The seven members spread out in a fan formation in front of SSGT. Levine as he held the hogtied Aazadi leader in the center of the formation.

Al Mankhool Road, In Sight of Port Rashid, Dubai

As the Hirgizstanian and Hawdawgian troops advanced into the city the rubble and ruins came alive with the sound of gunfire and explosions. The Hawdawgians had peeled away to the last bridge over the Dubai Creek, as it was known, while Metaxas and the 1/12 had gone down through most of the downtown area, trying to reach the main port area.

The main line of advance had been down the World Trade Center Road, which had become a firestorm of RPG's and explosions. Metaxas had used his AH-6 Little Birds to great effect, the HummVees following along behind them as they swooped low over the crowded rooftops, firing their 7.62mm Mini-Guns at 5000rpm into the masses of shouting and screaming terrorists that had simply appeared from nowhere.

They were desperate, jumping off roofs and onto HummVees, their web vests packed with SemTex explosive. They had used burnt out cars and debris from the ruined buildings to try and block the road but the AH-6's had destroyed or weakened the roadblocks with their FFAR's.

Metaxas' forces ended up being strung out along part of the WTC Road and Al-Mankhool Road, AH-6's buzzing overhead, searching for terrorists lurking on rooftops or in the rubble. So far seven HummVees had been destroyed, and forty two Paratroopers had been killed, with twenty one wounded.

Metaxas was getting progressively more angry as the day wore on. It seemed like everyone in the city had turned out to try and kill them. He could see the cranes lined up along the port, silent and looming in the dusk light. He was waiting in his HummVee, literally inside the Al-Khaleej mall, that had become a CP of sorts. The DPV's had driven through it earlier in the day and now a load of HummVees and dusty, tired men lay about the once polished and gleaming floors. He was waiting for night to fall. The helicopters no longer buzzed overhead, but they would be back soon. The night was friendly to good soldiers.

As the sun eventually dissappeared over the Gulf, Metaxas and his men moved out again, baying for blood. Within five minutes they were gunning the big diesel HummVees down the Port Road, firing at looming shadows in the warehouses and port buildings. Grenade Launchers and 50.Cal guns, not to mention a few new MetalStorm Guns, chewed up the buildings and ripped apart the bodies of anyone who didn't have a glowing IFF patch.

As full darkness engulfed the city the flashes of weapons and the sound of gunfire and explosions once again filled the streets of the city. The Port had been taken and Metaxas had set up a more permanent CP at the Rashid Import/Export Building. Night saw the retreat, or perhaps the capitulation, of the terrorists and the constant chatter of gunfire eventually tailed off. Perhaps it would erupt again in the morning, but by then it would be too late.

As Metaxas had secured the Import/Export building an email flashed in the corner of his visor, it seemed a SEAL Team needed a ride and he immediately called a BlackHawk up, giving it a Stalker escort

Losses:
Seven HMMWV Destroyed
Four HMMWV Seriously Damaged
42 Paratroopers Killed
21 Wounded

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Dubai International Airport

The Black Hawk was bathed inside by a deep red glow, and in the cockpit the instruments provided the lighting. Both pilots wore a pair of Pilots NVG's and the two Crew Chief's, at the triggers of their side mounted Mini-Guns, wore a modified Land Warrior suite, with a special helmet and visor for Helicopter/Air Crews.

It was surprisingly cold inside the aircraft, even for the desert it was cold this night, and the two Crew Chief's were wishing they'd worn their thermals under their flight suits. Over the whine of the BlackHawk rotors they could hear the heavier and unmistakeable sound of the Stalker's rotors and if they looked to their left they could see the bird itself.

As the Chief's yawned and stretched the co-pilot announced over the comm link, "IP Crossed, headed to LZ. ST-6 reports LZ is Hot. Repeat, LZ is Hot. Five minutes out."

The Co-Pilot then relayed the info to the Stalker crew and then switched to ST's frequency, requesting they pop flares. In the distance, and down below, a sliver of red light popped into view and then a couple more. As they got closer the pilots were begining to pick up the strong IFF patches and emitters ST-6 had with them via the NV. A few pinpricks of yellow light kept flickering near the flares-gunfire. The Crew Chief's checked their guns, they were 'cocked, locked and ready to rock' as they often quipped.

As the two aicraft neared the Airport they could see more gunfire and the pilots and Crew Chief's could see the whole place clearly with their NV. As the BlackHawk flared up and prepared to land the Stalker went to work, its cannon ripping into the tarmac around the control tower where most of the enemy fire was coming from. A rocket screamed from one of the under wing pylons and smashed into the top of tower, sending a ball of flame out of the other side and illuminating everything for a split second.

As the BlackHawk touched down ST-6 began to move in expertly practiced motion toward the aircraft, covering their sides and rear as they did so. A couple of AK rounds peppered the aircraft's tail boom, the heavy clunk's reverberating off the frame. The Crew Chief on the right side blazed away at the muzzle flashes in the dark, probably defeaning the ST-6 as they moved toward the aircraft, but at least it gave them cover.

First aboard was an unconscious and scruffy looking terrorist and then the rest of the team hopped aboard. The mini gun on the right side kept spraying 7.62mm fire at 5000rpm either side of the as the pilot lifted the throttle. The BlackHawk lifted back into the air and did a quick turn before the nose dipped and it picked up speed, leaving the mayhem behind. The Stalker quickly came up alongside and the two aircraft headed back toward the downtown area.


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OOC: Haw-Where do you want the ST-6 team dropped off?

Palm Tree Island, Dubai, UAE

The Aazad General had finally found a beautiful space for himself as well as a very tactical defence. Alexander Hamas was the only high command man left in the city so he had claimed leadership which was approved. Being born in a western country as well as being educated their gave him a very great sence of pride in himself when he laid down orders for his men. Many fighters in the city were under their own personal orderes to take as many lifes down with them as possible, those fighting in less urban area's were more organized and had more of an ability to attack-retreat then attack again without as many losses. Alexander had found himself a nice house on the island and many of his highly trained soldiers found comfort in other houses as well. Snipers lay on their guns and IED's were laid and checked every day along the only entrance to the island, excluding by sea. Any sea attack would be immediatly countered as they had hundreds of men constantly watching the waters holding high powered RPG-29's and mortars. The only thing that would get them would be an artillary strike, which seemed illogical as it would sink the entire island making it impossible to capture after the strike. The island was most likly even safer then King Khalid.
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King Khalid Military City, The Islamic State of Aazad, Ash Sharqiyah Province

"I want them dead!!!"

"Sir their is nothing we can do, we fired missiles at them but they all missed after they let out their flares."

"Then do better, I want soldiers to scan the area, they had to target the city from the ground in order to get such accurate hits without any losses and I want to know who is doing it. If you find anyone take them alive, no matter the cost. TAKE THEM ALIVE!!!!"

"Yes, sir. I will get those orders out. We will be sending several teams out to scan the area immediatly, sir. I will also have snipers scan the mountain side for a few days but this will mean I will need permission to organize more troops on the road."

"Yes, fine fine. Go ahead from the looks of it my command is almost faultering anyway."

"Your command is not faultering sir, your enemy is just getting to stronge."

The intercom staticed for a second then a voice came on. The men looked up from the ruble of what was once their Bar and smoking spot. Casualties were counted at fifty nine but were cut down to twenty so as to not alarm the men to a high loss of lives. The voice on the intercom told out the orders of the day and gave several names of men who would gather for the scans. Twelve T-84 MBT's would circle around the city in a defencive manuver and technicals had left the city fully armed to find the target painters.
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Harad, Ash Sharqiyah

Command Tul Hussein Mahammed had concidered the city Aazadi and in an effor to keep it that way began to organize a heavy defence against any Cottish attacks attempting to take the city. Reinforments would arrive in a few days, five to be exact.
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Bushra/Bushira Division, Somewhere near Abu Dhabi

The Bushra company had divided off the Bushira and left for Abu Dhabi, they would on arrival get into several water transport vehicles and sail into Dubai for a sea ambush. The Bushira would head toward Dubai, with the high amout of armored vehicles and and men they would most likly be targeted by enemy troops so they were always on ready. Before going into the city they would stop at an outpost twenty miles outside Dubai on the road between Abu Dhabi and Dubai, here they would refuel and gather extra ammo.

[I had a better post but it was an edit in, when I got done the damn thing had logged me off so I couldn`t save it. I am are feeling saddest =-(]

OOC: Firebase 013 Hirgy. Gibbs is going to "interrogate him".

Over Palm Tree Island, Dubai

"WE ARE TAKING FIRE. REPEAT, WE ARE TAKING FIRE...EH...MAYDAY MAYDAY MAYDAY...EYEBALL ONE TWO IS GOING DOWN...E-1-2 GOING DOWN..." The OH-58D fell out of the sky in a fireball, trailing a plume of thick black smoke from the main rotor. There was nothing the pilots could do, all control had been lost. The helicopter crashed down onto a rocky outcrop on the 'trunk' area of Palm Tree Island. The small aircraft went in nose first and the whole fuselage simply crumpled up on the jagged, grey rocks. It bounced and shuddered for a second before exploding, illuminating the dark night for miles.

Eyeball One-One, the lead Kiowa Warrior, caught the whole thing on its big, over-rotor camera as it flew quickly out of the area. The sight would have to be left, for now.

In the Rashid Import/Export Building, Colonel Metaxas had watched the whole thing. The two helicopters had been sent out on a recon mission around the ornately shaped island. They had gone in low to inspect a few large buildings and terrorists, hidden in the shadows had jumped out and hit one of the helicopters with a well placed RPG. Eyeball One-One had taken a couple of AK rounds to the underside but was still flying.

Metaxas stood up and lifted up his visor. He turned and punched a hole clean through the dry-wall behind him. The three Officers in the next room jumped to their weapons, but then realised what had happend. Metaxas pulled his hand out, it was scraped and covered in white dust. He ignored it and pulled down his visor. He called up a secure frequency and a tired looking Admiral Eberendu appeared on the small screen. "Colonel, what can I do for you?" Metaxas had no time for small talk or pleasantries so he just started in, "One of my helicopters just got blown the fuck up over Palm Tree Island, thats forty four dead Airborne Soldiers now, and it looks like these fuckers are holed up on that damm island, and in force aswell. I am requesting a naval fire mission." Admiral Eberendu suddenly looked more focused, more intense. "You realise Colonel, that if I fire on the island, it will likely de-stablize and most of it will subside into the water?" Metaxas just nodded. Eberendu continued, "Clear it with the Hawdawgians and send me an email. If the 123rd has no qualms the island will be gone by sun-up, you have my word Colonel." Metaxas nodded again and closed the communication.

He sat down again and used his forearm console to type a quick email to Colonel Gibbs.

"Have lost an aircraft over Palm Tree Island, seems to be a sizeable force holding out there. Looks like it would be a nightmare to try and take by ground force. Have organized a barrage for early this morning. If you have no qualms then I will green light it.

Colonel Metaxas"

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Firebase 013

The Blackhawk was alone as it touched down on the dusty make-shift Firebase, the tear and rip of artillery singing out in the background, drowning out even the whine of the rotors as the big, desertified aircraft flared and dropped down to land.

Gibbs and a few other men were standing to the right of the ground crewman with the glo-sticks who was bringing the aircraft down. The pilots eased the throttle off and cut the ignition. ST-6 were hauling the groaning terrorist out of the rear bay as the rotors wound down.

The Crew Chiefs were stretching and poring over their ammo situation. Their next job would be to inspect the aircraft for damage and to fix any problems. The two pilots opened their small side doors and hopped down, walking around to see the state of their bird. They had orders to stay with Gibbs until he sent them back to DZ Hirgizstan, so they simply busied themselves with ground crew tasks.

Dubayy River Mouth Area, Local Confederate HQ
The distress message from the Hirgizstani chopper came over the radio, the assault force commander, a brigadier from Spizanian Yemen cripped the back of his commm officers chair so hard that his knuckles turned white. He turned to the Major in command of a Zubr hovercraft squadrons that had dropped a battalion of infantry on the LZ in the first assault. "What do you say we get back in the war?", the major was also angry over the death of those allied troops, and meerly nodded, before turning back towards his command hovercraft, charging towards it, gesturing to a regimental commander and telling him that his freshly arrived infantry had been assigned to him and for him to get his troops onto the collosal Zubr assault units. The commander simply turned and waved to his troops, they broke ranks in a sea of desert camoflague and ran to the appropriate vessels. Within fifteen minutes the unit was moving towards the Palm Tree Island, there IFF sending out there location and information about there unit to all the forces in the area, hopefully those battle waggons wouldnt attempt to engage them with there DP guns.
The brigadier had been quick off the mark aswell, within ten minutes of the order going out, a wing of Territorial Army Air Force B-1Bs were rolling down the runways at Ras Tanura, there internal and external mounts loaded down with airbursting WP and FAE munitions, they couldnt use regular bombs on the island for fear of causing massive subsistance, but these would be deadly effective and cause no real structural damage to the island itself.

OOC: Im going in, your guys should notice the formations of bombers and hovercraft closing in on the island and hold off on the fireworks.

OOC: No problem, good hunting! I will get Metaxas to cancel the order whenever I post next.

"Oh shit, they're on to us!" The sniper said as he spotted a technical moving directly at their location. Thinking quickly, he cocked the L109A1 heavy sniper rifle, loading a 12.7x99mm tungsten round into the chamber and zeroing in on the driver of the technical one thousand, six hundred meters away. After he had a clear shot, he took it, sending the heavy round in a ballistic trajectory that ended roughly four centimeters under the driver's nose. He took another shot and took out the engine block, effectively destroying the vehicle. Then he got up and ran, hauling the heavy weapon. All the men of the team were highly trained and well experienced in operating in this climate, having been stationed in the Middle East for between two and sixteen years, and all pushed at least one hundred and eighty kilos in the bench press. Running fast in the sand with the fifteen kilos of weaponry and twenty kilos of equipment was little problem.

Once the rest of the team heard the shot, they knew that their position had been comprimised. Under their current rules of engagement, that meant getting the hell out of here! They got up and ran the hundred meters down the sand dune and got into the M15A4 Desert Patrol Vehicles, revving the engines up and manning the weapons. The Desert Patrol Vehicle was a fast vehicle, and relatively heavily armed, being equipped with a L115A2 Heavy Machine Gun which fired the massive 15.5x115 millimeter round, one L116A1 light machine gun which fired the 7.62x51mm round, and one MGM.18/A anti-tank guided missile launcher with five missiles available. With a 2,000 ccm petrol engine, the DPV could go very far, very fast. And that was what they were going to do.

Less than a minute after the shot, all men were in the vehicles and accounted for, and they started racing away from King Khalid Military City at speeds reaching over 80 kilometers per hour, making the most of the terrain, using the vast sand dunes for cover while radioing in for air support. A flight of two F-20/A Enforcer multirole fighters were available, but only with 27mm rounds and a total of five Mk.82/A 250-kilogram bombs. They would be available in case the special forces got into real trouble.

For now, the special forces would move quickly east, then north and circle around the city at a safe distance before linking up with the Hirgizstani force they had been informed was moving towards King Khalid. ETA to that force, depending on how well the terrorists were in tracking and finding the special forces, who were moving away as quickly as possible. From now on, the intel on King Khalid that the Cots could provide would be from UAVs and satellites only.

Firebase 013

As the COH Blackhawk arrived Colonel Gibbs paced around the Firebase. SSGT. Levine was the first on the ground dragging the now fully awake Insurgent Leader by the hair out of the helicopter. Seal Team 6 disembarked behind Levine and awaited the debriefing from Gibbs.

Gibbs: “Well done Men. So this is the fearless Aazadi Leader? Take him to the Intel Tent, we have a few questions to ask him.”

He then turned to the COH Pilots. “I am going to ask you gentlemen to hold fast here for a little while. We may need to do another insertion tonight. I have a resupply unit that will service any of your munition or fuel needs. We also have hot chow if you are interested. Now if you will excuse me, I have to see about this enemy combatant.”

Gibbs followed the Seal Team into the Intel Tent. Two shadowy figures stepped out of the corner of the tent. Both seized the Insurgent and strapped him to a hardback wooden chair. Struggling the Insurgent tried to free himself but both men produced leather straps and tied him to the chair. As Gibbs dismissed ST-6, both interrogators began to work over the Insurgent. After repeated blows to the head a name finally was drawn from the Insurgent, Salan Anwar. When an impasse was reached in hour number two, the two Intel Agents pulled out the instruments of the trade to “extract” more data. Slowly the Intel Officer pulled the nails from each finger of Anwar, before he had passed out Anwar gave up his General’s position on Palm Tree Island. When Gibbs determined that no other valuable intel could be extracted he allowed the agents the freedom to dispatch Anwar. Both agents picked up a fillet knife and each began to peel the flesh from Anwar’s shoulders and arms. A meat saw was pulled from the interrogation bag and they began to systematically dissect Anwar. After thirty minutes of sawing, the body of the former Insurgent was reduced to a torso and head only. Gibbs summoned his two personal Black Op’s guardsmen and they finished off the process by affixing the torso to a pike that was mounted like a lance on the front of Gibb’s Puma CFV.

Gibbs gathered his men in the Firebase to announce his intentions.

“Men I am going downtown and plant this bastard in the town square. Make sure the pig entrails are firmly affixed to our buddy Anwar here. I don’t want anyone trying to give him a proper funeral. Take this load of pig hides and place one on each Insurgent fighter that lay dead in the city. I would prefer if you would attach them in a fashion that they cannot be easily removed.”

As Gibbs climbed into his Puma an email came into his console from Metaxas and the Spizanian Forces. They apparently had pegged Palm Tree Island for destruction. Gibbs quickly fired off the intel he gathered from the now quite dead Insurgent Leader and sped away towards downtown with several units in tow. He would have “Anwar” on display by daybreak.

Port Rashid Import/Export Building

Metaxas had been out most of the morning, since well before the sun had illuminated the blue waters of the Gulf, exposing the still smoking wreckage of Eyeball 1-2. He had gripped the steering wheel tighter and tighter as he saw more smoke, he had to stop himself from getting overly angry.

He had checked the various positions around the port and had ordered another Company of Paratroopers into town during the night. They had taken up positions on Al Mankhool and WTC Roads. There had been a few scattered RPG attacks at about 0330 and two more Paratroopers had been killed, with another two being medevac'd.. Metaxas had gone out to see the position they had been killed at and he had been caught up in an attack. His HummVee was now riddled with bullet holes.

His last check was on a building at the far end of the warehouse where Metaxas had set up one of his best soldiers, a young LT from Zambia. His callsign in the 1/12 was simply 'Skull' because he had fashioned the front of his visor and helmet into the front of a skull using wall filler. Usually such modifications were not allowed, but Metaxas had liked it and let him keep it.
During the night the LT and his squad had nearly all been killed when, during an attack, an insurgent had made it inside the building and had attempted to detonate an explosive filled vest, but it hadn't gone off and the LT put a bullet through his kneecap and had flex-cuffed him across a blown out window so his freinds could either shoot him or leave him. Ironically he had survived the night, and Metaxas wanted to see him.

By the time he arrived in his HummVee the sun was fully up and the port was already being toasted. Inside the LT's small warehouse was a mess of splintered wood, broken glass and chunks of concrete. On the second floor Metaxas found the LT, his skull helmet lying on a wooden chair, and the LT himself smoking a cigar and staring at the wimpering, bleeding insurgent who sat across from him, cross legged and straight backed on the floor. The explosive vest was nowhere to be seen, the LT anticipated Metaxas' question and simply pointed out the window and said, "Boom."

A Muslim Corporal from Chad stood guard over him. Metaxas nodded and the Cpl. quietly asked the insurgent where his freinds were hiding, what weapons they had and how many there were. The insurgent simply whimpered and said nothing. Metaxas whipped out the LW .475 Pistol from its leg holster and blew a hole in the insurgents lower leg. It basically ripped the leg off, it hung on with a thin chunk of skin and sinew. The insurgent simply did nothing for a second or two, his face went ashen and a lock of abject terror came across it- then he screamed like some sort of animal, trying desperately to get out of the flex cuffs. The Muslim soldier asked him the same question louder and more forcefully. This time the insurgent spoke, screaming or grunting in between words. It took him a while to finish speaking and then the Muslim soldier turned to Metaxas and the LT, "He says there are many more of them in hiding but last night most moved out to Palm Tree Island, the rest were left to fight. Thats all he knows apparently."

Metaxas nodded at the Muslim soldier who left to get back to his post. Metaxas, the pistol still in his hand, brought it up level and aimed it at the insurgents groin and fired. Another beast-like roar erupted from him as he fell on his side. Metaxas then shot him twice more in the spine, huge bloody and ragged holes appearing both times. He then turned to the LT, "Stuff bacon in the wounds and string him up on the struts of the closest bridge." The LT nodded and Metaxas walked out to his HummVee.

He checked his email, there was a message about intel from Gibbs, and he sent a reply. "Got word this morning that the Spizanians are moving onto Palm Tree Island, bombardment has been postponed. Thanks for the intel.
Colonel Metaxas."

The Colonel eventually got himself sprawled out on a folding cot he'd set up in an office, throwing the heavy Land Warrior gear off and ensuring his rifle was close to hand and his pistol ready to rock in its holster, just in case.

He had been sleeping less than an hour when his Sergeant Major came and got him, saying he needed to come and see something. He grabbed up his rifle and helmet and followed.

Down on the warehouse on the ground floor of the building sat a SEAL Team of six men. They had parked their SOF FMTV inside the building and were milling around it. They gave a tired salute as Metaxas approached, but he waved it off with a yawn. "What can I do for you boys?"

One of the SEALs stepped forward, a Master Chief's insignia on his lapel. "We heard about your downed chopper and we took a boat out to the island last night, we found the wreckage. Aircraft was destroyed, some remains. Tags were there but partly melted and a few body parts that hadn't been turned to ash. We got their helmets aswell. We killed a few bastards milling around the airframe." The Master Chief signalled with his hand and two body bags, with some remains inside, were lifted off the back of the FMTV and laid near Metaxas and the Sergeant Major, then the Master Chief ducked inside the cut-down cab of the vehicle and produced two green helmets, names and call-signs stencilled in white along the front end. The helmets were slightly burned, the insides were melted, but they were intact. The Master Chief laid them alongside the body bags. Metaxas was silent for a while, "Thank you men, I appreciate it. No man left behind." The Master Chief nodded, "Thats right Colonel. We'll be off now. But you need us, you call us." Metaxas nodded and the SEALs jumped back in the FMTV and roared off out of the building.


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15 Miles North West of King Khalid City, Ash Shariqah

At around the same time as Metaxas was doing his morning checks, the sun was coming up over the desert around King Khalid City. The bombardment had went on most of the night, and a Cottish airstrike had added to the mayhem. As the sun rose from a dark red ball to a bright and blinding light, with a cobalt blue sky to boot, the smoke over King Khalid was easy to spot, rising in thick dark plumes into the clear sky.

The Highway Cloverleaf had been busy all night, with Artillery firing relentlessly and troops fending off suicide attacks that came in waves, usually preceded by a large vehicle like a bus and then a few smaller ones. The burnt out hulks lay sprawled all over the highway, blackened and charred bodies either inside or on the dusty grey roadway.

The morning saw a complete re-arming of all the Artillery units, but they held off for now. They were going to let King Khalid burn, for now. The commander of the five Corps, General Miles Burun, had stayed on the cloverleaf the whole night. He loved to watch artillery, it was something he found to be profound in its power and destruction. To have all that firepower at his fingertips was simply empowering. As the sun came up he could see clearly the bulk of the five Corps in the desert behind and around the Cloverleaf. Masses of tanks and armoured vehicles spread out in neat formations as far as he could see. Troops, changing watches, walked to and fro, or some were just getting up from a nights rest, cooking breakfast from their MRE's and talking to one another.

The General eventually came off the cloverleaf as the sun began to bake it, the smell of the burnt out vehicles and charred bodies of insurgents began to waft as a light wind blew about. His M4 2CV (Command and Control Vehicle) was parked up a few hundred metres behind the rows of self propelled Artillery. The M4 2CV looked exactly like an MLRS, which it basically was, only without the rockets on the back. Instead there was an armoured housing in which three or four soldiers and a helluva lot of electrical equipment was usually stored. The rear doors were lying open and the small metal stairs were down as the General approached. He could see two soldiers sitting in the rear of the vehicle. As he neared one of them, a Sergeant, gestured for him to come closer. "General, some new developments."

The General hopped up the stairs and stood in the rear of the vehicle, behind the Sergeant's chair. He pointed at a small screen that showed a top-down satellite feed in real time. It was tracking a couple of DPV's zipping across the desert. The General said, "Those some of our boys?" The Sergeant looked up and shook his head, "Those are Cots, according to the IFF system. They must have been spotting for the aircraft that hit the city last night. They are headed this way, but I don't have their secure frequency, so we can't raise them. If they get close enough they might try and contact us, but I suggest we send out a few Cougar's to meet them as they get closer, they might be in the shit." The General furrowed his brow, "Well it sure looks that way, send the Squad, use the 2nd Mech." The Sergeant nodded and went to work.

The General hopped down from the back of the vehicle and walked a few metres to his personal M-1114 HummVee. He would climb in the back and get some shut eye for an hour or two.

OOC: It might be hard for me to reply alot this entire week, even though I now have internet. I am writting this wicked fictional project on D-day, so far i've gotten to the part where my characters are getting off the boats and taking one hell of a beating from MG-42 emplacments and enemy snipers as well as artillary...wont bother about the specifics. If you care to read it some time I'll most likly post it later, im pretty much proud of it.

"This is a sick injustice, Hafiz. Anwar has been taken, we dont know what they've done to him but im sure its not setting him free, or letting him feast in a confortable jail cell."

"Do not worry, Bushira company will be on Dubai at daybreak. They wont know what hit them." Hafiz replied to the man on the other end, they each spoke arabic (Which I wont attempt to do).

The man on the other end gave off no indication as to who he was except that he was a high power commander and contacting them from nearby. The Bushira company had reached their outpost and were loaded their tanks and APC's onto the road for extra fuel, they were doing it in small amounts as to confuse any enemy watching. The technicals had driven to a small town five miles from the outpost and were getting fuel their to assure that the area was still Aazadi.
The Bushra company had by now been deployed to land under the palm tree island. (Other information undisclosed)
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Internation News stations. world television

Propaganda video's were sent out to every news station that would take them, many aired the video's many others spoke about them and distroyed the video on camera. The video showed several IED's exploding on enemy vehicles. The IED's had distroyed several vehicles to an arabic prayer song, they had one certain video that many people took an intrest in. The video showed three soldiers talking in a triangle shape, one soldier backs up a bit at as another walkes toward him in a joking fasion. As the other man backs up he steps on somthing, looked down for a split second then the three are engulfed in a firy explosion.

Others show mortars exploding on enemy positions and the more common IED hitting a moving vehicle. One part of the video shows a group of Aazadi soldiers poking around the wrekage of a Spizanian vehicle. They show violant dipictions of Spizanian soldiers in the vehicle, still alive, being beaten and shot. Two bodies were drug around on the back of the groups technical. The bodies were later burned.

(OOC: Just updates and such, nothing much to post on because theres no information about what happened to Anwar or anything, but you can be assured there will be revenge.)

The Persian Gulf

Admiral Charles Eberendu leaned with his elbows over the huge map desk, its glowing light illuminating his chest and neck. There was a detailed electronic map of Dubai, that updated in real time the positions of friendly forces. It seemed the Spizanians were heading west toward the city, probably trying to get to Palm Tree Island but their going was slow, drones and sattellites showed a lot of firefights in the area between their initial position and the coastal areas near the island itself.

A couple of pictures were displayed either side of Palm Tree Island showing real-time feeds of enemy insurgents moving vehicles and old Russian equipment around. This was the reported Bushira Division, sent to reinforce the city. Technicals were buzzing all over the place, most of them heading for the Spizanian advance. The 'trunk' of the Palm Tree on the Island was where a gaggle of technicals had gathered, after a mad-dash through the city.

The Admiral stood up straight, after having studied the map for a while. His staff were standing on the sides of the table, waiting for him to either green light or red light their plans. He took one last look at the map and looked at the Officers gathered around, "Send the Iowa's in, have them set down a barrage on the trunk and the coastal areas adjoining the island, but watch for the Spizanians, lift the barrage if they get close. I want all our air assets stacked to go in one after the other, the target is too small for them to be flying patterns, so its stacked formations, one after the other. Maverick's are fired at near max range and AGM-130X's to be fired at max range. Those tanks and armoured vehicles cannot make it off that island. Am I clear?" The officers gathered around the map table nodded. The Admiral nodded back to them, "Green Light." The officers began to disperse and the Admiral went back to studying the map.

On the decks of the Nimitz and Reagan Class carriers F/A-18E's and F's and F-78B's were armed and set up to go. Pilots with colorful schemes on their helmets ran out to their aircraft to make their checks and settle in. Within ten minutes of the 'Green Light' the first aircraft were roaring off the decks, afterburner's kicking them into the sky. All in all 25 F/A-18's and 25 F-78B's lifted off from various flight decks, shooting out into the Gulf and rising into the air, each separate formation climbing to their assigned height for their 'stacked' attack.

Their chosen route would take them up and curve round coming straight out to the west of the city, straight towards the advancing Bushira division. Target picking was easy as AWAC's and Sattelites had already picked up the larger tanks and APC's, and had logged them for the pilots to choose. The F/A-18's carried four AGM-65R Maverick Missiles each and the F-78B's carried four of the heavier AGM-130X ALSOW (Air-Launched Stand Off Weapon) each. That would be an insurmountable amount of firepower and would show the insurgents they had literally no chance of success. The first missiles were loosed off at 8000ft an hour after the planes had taken off.

"Looks like precise aiming. Got him right in the head."
"Yeah, shit. This isn't good, for all we know they might still be out their."

A single technical had found the remained of their former comrads, the technical they road in had been hit hard leaving a rather nice size hole in the hood of the vehicle along with the driver. The truck had flipped a few times killing the back gunner and side gunner and wreaking any salvagable parts. Enemy troops had definatly been there and now they were sure of it. Behind the group lay the remaines of a once awsome military city. The base use to be the shinning pride of any group that owned it and now it lay almost in ruble. Hundreds had been killed in the bombings encluding the the commanding officer. The leader of Aazad had left after the first shell struck and he was well on his way out of the area taking many backroads and off roads. The new commanding officer General Yusuf Zafar had issued all personel, vehicles and equipment out of the city. They would abandon Khalid and lay down a full assualt on any army in the surrounding areas.
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Bushira Company, Dubai

The company filed in toward Dubai, they were nearing the outskirts now. Overhead a faint glisten could be made out in the sky then suddenly a scout who had gone up ahead made a call in.

"Incoming aircraft, repeat incoming aircraft. Immediate defence issue red. Copy issue red. Over"

"Roger that, attention all units. Issue red repeat issue red. Incoming aircraft prepare for engagment."

The craft neared them and they were as ready as any group would be, the gunners on the technical trucks had aimed their guns to the skies ready to fire everything they had at the aircrafts. As the enemy neared they fired their automatic grenade launchers serval meters ahead of the targets hoping they would ram into the grenades. A small four man group of launchers aimed their only hope into the sky, heat seekers. They fired them off in a ray of hope and then the planes made their sweep.

Two MBT's were taken out in the first few attacks and a technical was hit and flipped three times before stopping upside down. MG gunners fired in anger at the planes who had taken another MBT making the count three. One heavy assault tank was hit peircing a hole in the armor and burning out the crew members inside. The gunner on top was shot out of his spot and flowen into the air. The soldiers on the ground were now scrambling to find shelter as the enemy aircraft eliminated an APC (Fully loaded) and another MBT. The death rate was skyrocketing and another APC was out. When the planes left to sweep around the group had no chance of reorginizing. They couldnt abondon the mission but staying inside APC's and especially the heavy assualt tanks was in no way going to work out for them. The remaining MBT's went at high speedes toward the city where as the soldiers had left the APC's and got into the quicker technicals making them usless as troop support until they unloaded the soldiers. They wernt far from the city and after the second sweep took down three more MBT's they had to get their revenge, now not only for the sake of Allah or for the grand Jihad but for the honor of the Aazadi men who were killed in a cowards attack from the sky.

The remaining MBT's had arrived in residential area's of the city and were now mobilizing toward downtown. Technical trucks had unloaded there men and were finding safehavens in car garages until they were radioed in. The tanks split into two column's each going down a street seperated by only a single block. Even if they had to take the city block by block they would go for it.
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Bushra Company, Persian Gulf, nearing Dubai

The boats had been loaded with hundreds of soldiers along with a few boats loaded with c4 explosives. Any enemy ship that attempted to halter their advancements would meet a firey end. ETA 1 day.

Casualties Recorded

King Khalid MC
Dead: Estimated 300-400
Wounded: Estimated in the Thousands

Harad (Aazadi Controled)
Dead: 143
Wounded: 200

Dubai (Contested Controle)
Dead: Estimated in the Thousands
Wounded: Unknowen

OOC: Nero-You didn't RP my aerial attack on the MBT's and Armor of the Bushira Division. Its post number 137.

Downtown Dubai

As Colonel Gibbs finished erecting the captured Insurgent Commander “Anwar” downtown on the crudely made spike, a message came across his secure channel. A scout unit had picked up a visual on inbound armor.

Colonel Gibbs: “Roger this is Rogue Leader. Copy those coordinates. Staggered withdrawl, do not engage, repeat do not engage. Let them move towards the bridge, it will be there doom. Get me a COMLINK to Naval Command.”

A young soldier flipped a switch inside the Commander’s Puma instantly connecting Gibbs to the Admiral’s Aircraft Carrier Group offshore.

“ALPHA Command this is Rogue Leader. Request air support and naval fire mission to vector six zulu niner. I have eyes in the area sending the GPS coordinates for bracketing fire now. Roger those are the coordinates, fire for effect, will advise for correction.”


In the skies just off shore the Air Cap patrols for the Hawdawg Naval Force were anxiously listening to the radio chatter associated with the Enemy Armor sightings. Then the call came.

“Red Leader, Green Leader, this is ALPHA Command. We have multiple targets inbound from the West. Forward Airborne Positions are reporting contact with advancing armored column. Please stand by. Move to rally point Dingo and await instructions.”

Four F-41C’s heavily laden with eight Maverick ATG missiles and four F-78K’s carrying eight Maverick ATG’s banked hard right and proceeded to hover in rally point Dingo awaiting instructions to engage the enemy column advancing on Dubai.

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Off the Coast of Dubai

Slowly the turrents on the Kingdom and King Henry Class Battleships turned to face inland. With a total of (36) 610mm guns taking aim on the enemy column creeping into town, they would be introduced in short order to the power of the Hawdawg Navy. Almost in unison, the guns came alive as flashes and deafening thunder belched from the beasts of the sea. Shells the size of small sedans came crashing down among the enemy tank column. The fire for effect command still stood as round after round fell into the inbound group. When the Naval Gunners paused to reload salvo’s, ALPHA Command introduced the Air Cap patrol into the fight.

ALPHA Command: “Red Leader, Green Leader. Commence bombing runs target coordinates are being transferred.”

Like a well planned ballet, both groups of fighters descended into the valley. Each flight staggered its run to target the front and rear of the column. As the F-41C’s peeled off to engage the front group, the F-78K’s cart-wheeled to the rear to seal off the exit. With a roar both flights dropped into a low attitude attack run. When each flight pulled up from its pass, not a single Maverick remained hanging on the pylons under there wings. With a full load of ordinance dropped, both flights returned to rally point Dingo, should they need to strafe the remaining straggler’s in the enemy column.

Naval fire began to rain down on the position once again, as the gunners offshore began to walk rounds back and forth along the streets. Gibbs, not to be outdone called in Firebase 013 for support and had the howitzers in his Firebase ablaze with action as they assisted in shelling the inbound Enemy Forces.



OOC:

I was unable to write anything yesterday as my day truly was a Monday. Nerotika in case you missed it, Anwar is mounted atop a pike downtown as a message to the Aazadi. I would think it would be very hard for your troops to get much farther than the edge of town without heavy engagement.

OOC: Nero-You didn't RP my aerial attack on the MBT's and Armor of the Bushira Division. Its post number 137.

OOC: I thought that was ment for the base of the island, i`ll edit in a change I guess.

General Orders Issue
Dubai UAE (Bushra [On Arrival] Bushira [Before entering downtown])

Bushra company will land on the upper coast, once landed troops will be released into the city. Stay together under commanding officers, commanding officers under Commander Hafiz Akbar.

Bushira company, in light of the recent attack, will halt all advancments and count their blessings. Pull back to the lower palm, upper palm is lost. General Alexander is no longer on our side. He has broken from the Aazad and is fighting for his own. Any attempt to rescue him or any of his forces will be counted as treason.

Hold Shimai, Syndicate commanders will arrive later then expected. The vessel they were housed on could not enter the gulf and so they have been forced to travel on a small boat and onto the upper UAE. The small amount of commanders will lead our small forces on the upper UAE, elements of those forces will need to meet them when they land as it will be in Omanian territory.

OOC Note -

Getting involved now...well...when I wake up.

The Assault Hovercraft approached Palm Island, the 30mm Cannon and Multiple Rocket Launchers spraying the beaches with fire, raking the island up to the once pristine villas that had topped them, reducing them to rubble in a matter of seconds. They ran up onto the beach and the ramps dropped, three companies rushing up the beach on a hundred yard wide stretch, covered by the heavy weapons on the hovercraft.

King Khalid City, Ash Shariqah, Saudi Arabia

The city was a shell of itself, literally. Burnt and bombed out buildings, as well as destroyed vehicles and armor where everywhere. The wind and sand whistled through the place. It had been eerily silent when the first COH troops arrived. They had fought through a veritable wave of terrorists throwing themselves at the COH Forces on and around the highway that led to King Khalid. 58 Soldiers had been killed, with 49 wounded. Six Cougar 4x4's and three Stryker's had been destroyed.

But the deaths of the COH soldier had been more than avenged. The desert outside King Khalid was strewn with dead bodies, vultures pecking away at their flesh in the blazing sun. Such is what happens to any who oppose the Commonwealth or its allies.

After the failure of the insurgent onslaught a trail of Aazab forces had been seen leaving the area. They had been picked up by satellites and UAV's, heading south. There was no point in the army pursuing them.

From the COH Joint Forces base in Tikrit, Iraq a flight of twenty B-52's, ten EB-52's (EB-52 Megafortress armed with Wolverine Ground Attack Cruise Missile and 2 Flighthawk UAV's- like a small RQ Predator), along with twenty A-10's were momentarily leaving the base, kicking the fires and jumping up into the skies, ready to drop hell onto the enemy that thought they could skulk away through the back door. The B-52's and EB-52's carried a mixture of Wolverine GACM's and 500lb Iron Bombs, while the A-10's carried AGM-65X Maverick Missiles and one 2000lb Iron bomb each.

It took the fifty planes the best part of three hours to pass their IP, which was directly east of King Khalid City. From there, their targets were easy. The Terrorists had absolutely no cohesion and no clue. They were pulling out south, and they could be seen and picked off easily.


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OOC: Nero- Just to avoid confusion- the above is an attack on your forces attempting to leave Ash Shariqah.

OOC: Nerotika please do not forget that your tank division that has wandered into town is now being engaged by 610mm naval fire from my fleet offshore. They were also engaged by the AIRCAP patrols I had currently over the city. Please respond to this directed fire mission so I can further engage your troops that are moving into the city, thank you.
-Hawdawg

Al Jazeera Live

" As war erupts around our Indian provinces, the conflict west of our own provinces continues to rage. The following video, which surfaced sometime last week, is just a sample of what carnage is happening just outside our own backdoor." The reporter paused and was soon replaced with scenes of honorless murder. As it finished, the reporter appeared again and continued speaking. " In hopes of preventing Syndicate attacks, the security level in Qatar has been raised and 10% of the province's reserves have been mobilized to help patrol the border. On the opposite side of the spectrum, the Qatar Coast Guard and Koryan Navy have begun patrolling offshore platforms and popular fishing areas to divert foreign war ships from nearing the country's economic interests. Consul Shakti is here today to make a public announcement to these foreign war leaders." The camera switched over to the Office of Consuls where Shakti was waiting.

After a short pause, the Arabian Consul began. " By turning the Gulf into a war highway, the Foreign Powers have put our citizens and our nation's vital resources at risk. If the Syndicate begins launching attacks on the Foreign ships, guess who would get caught right in the middle of the shootout? Oil tankers, who's contents pay the salaries of thousands of workers! Fishing ships who feed hundreds of families! Cargo ships carrying foreign goods and food vital to Kuwait and Qatar! As a personal request to the warring powers, I ask that your navies keep as far away from shipping lanes and offshore resources as possible. In fact, a focus on aerial warfare and vertical deployment would be very much appreciated. If these foreign leaders would like to speak to me, they are more than welcome to contact my office. Thank you for having me."

The camera returned to the Al Jazeera studio where the reporter was taking a sip of water. He put the bottle down and spoke up. " Thank you, Consul. We're going to take a short commercial break and when we get back, we have the CEO of the National Koryan Petroleum Company here to discuss the current issue over whether oil prices should increase due to the recent conflict."

Official Response to the Koryan Government

The military forces that the Realm has commtted to Operation Desert Storm has restricted themselves to engaging vessels that are proceeding towards the disputed territories. Other than that, the Realm has not engaged Koryan vessels.

We wish to remind the Koryan government that the Realm offered due warning to every nation state in the area that Saudi-Arabia and the United Arab Emirates are currently to be considered out of bounds, and that anyone attempting to reach them (apart from the warships of our allies) will be engaged and sunk. We kindly request the Koryan government respects this stance, lest there could be accidents.

[signed]
Defense Ministry
The Realm of Cotland

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The Special Forces team had completed its mission, and moved to a rendezvous-point where a flight of five H-21/A Super Stallion II helicopters waited. As they got there, the crew chiefs strapped the DPVs under the helicopters, ushered the SOFs inside, and got inside themselves. With that, the crew chiefs got back inside, and the helicopters took off for the long flight back to Jordan and a cooling shower, a warm meal and a soft bed for the SOFs.

In the meanwhile, the Army divisions maintained their positions, occupying the area surrounding Dhahran...

Ash Sharqiyah
Aazadi Pullout

They all fought hard and for what, nothing. Ash Sharqiyah was lost, if the enemy put as much force as they were in Dubai into an invasion into this province then the Aazad would loose for sure. Funding had depleted and ammo was scarce, luckly and unluckly troops were being killed left and right leaving plenty of extra ammo for those alive. In Harad the news was taken harshly to some comments made about those leading the movement. It was over though and there was nothing anyone could do to stop it. Harad was abondoned leaving behind the decaying reminants of the former loyalist fighters and a few Aazadi soldiers who didn't get a proper buriel.

In King Khalid the information was being passed out through the intercom system, the city was nothing now anyway. Who would miss it. The soldiers packed up and were ready to march into the bulk of the province, as expected enemy aircraft would probably make sweeps of there group either before they left or as they were leaving. Moral was getting low, already around forty men had left their posts in the night and fled the area those still behind believed they might one day live without this fight but were mostly expecting to die in that pursuit. The mass of the Aazad soldiers left early when the sun was barly even showing the morning orange. They manged to get away, others left behind gathered for the treck forward. Before they left though they were killed, bombers made there devastating sweeps eliminated all but several men. They were only flesh and bones, no armor or anything to protect them so when the enemy dropped low they only coward in fear waiting for the inevitable. As for those that escaped they were moving far out, small units of technicals had taken plenty of men forward much faster then those that walked and alot of them were picked up by supporters who had vehicles.

King Khalid Casualties: Estimated at 2,300 - 2,800
King Khalid Forces Living: 13,200 (Split among the group, those on foot and those in technicals and other vehicles.)

(King Khalid has the only casualties from what I see during this pullout.)
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Dubai, UAE

"Were being engaged, artillary fire from the gulf."

"How the hell...no matter their doing more damage to the city then they are to us. Continue onward they cant have presise aim while were in this residential area and when we get to downtown they will stop."

A shell slammed into a small house only to the left of the division. The house exploded apart leaving the shell behind burning and scorched. The Division had not yet been hit by the artillary fire thanks to the houses that covered alot of their position but there had been a few shrapnel shards that had killed thirteen men. The tanks were moving as planned throughout the residential area but the constant scream of the artillary was lowering the moral of alot of soldiers.

"Incoming!!!!" Yelled one soldier as a plane flew over head and droped a small payload that exploded killing six and wounding the right side of one of the MBT's.

"Looks like we have company, let them come theres nothing we can do. Like I said they`ll do more damage to the city then they will to us."

Another sweep left three dead and a few wounded, the tanks were moving forward with a flock of soldiers sitting onboard the armor. Another shell came in and blew apart another house this time an overshot taking out one on the right. It seemed they were ignoring the recent orders, the Bushira division was pushing into the city to take the upper palm.

On the upper palm island the scene was becoming horendous, IED or simply mines were places along the beach and once the Spiz soldiers got out they were being blowen apart. Alot of defenders had been hit in the invasion's first attack but once the buildings were sliced up the island became a bustle of movement as soldiers mobillized toward the area of invasion.
"Fire, Fire, Fire dont let up. If you need to reload switch to your sidearm let those bastards know who their dealing with." The general ordered out as fighters gathered on the incline up the beach and were know firing downward.

On the lower palm the Bushra division had landed safely and were unloaded troops and equipment. The C4 loaded boats move on ahead, they were looking toward Hawdawgian ships as their targets.

Nero: Just to clarify- are your forces in or out of King Khalid City? I was under the impression you were pulling them out of there or had pulled them out already?

[OOC: Warning! Reading this post is done on your own responsibility, as this post includes a detailed description of an execution. If you are uncomfortable with this, continue reading at your own responsibility! You are hereby warned!]

The generalmajor commanding the 22. Infanteridivisjon stood over the maps, checking the positions inside the temporary headquarters in an abandoned building at the airport the combat engineers had finished repairing when a lot of commotion was heard outside the building. It was sufficient for the generalmajor to look up just in time to see a number of soldiers, the majority of them of Scandinavian decent, but also a number of Arabs among them, all dressed in desert field uniforms with the black ermlet with the red letters MP labeled on them enter, dragging with them a restrained Arab dressed in a Cottish desert field uniform with the nationality marking and unit patch missing. The man had clearly been exposed to the warm desert sun for far too long without water.

"Herr generalmajor, jeg beklager forstyrrelsen," [Major General sir, I appologize for the interruption,] The leader of the MPs said respectfully, "Men vi har en sak som krever Deres beslutning. Denne forræderen her har krevd sin rett til å be om nåde." [But we have an issue that requires your decision. This traitor has demanded his right to plea for mercy.] He said, motioning for the exhausted and petrified man being held up by two MPs carrying L101A1 submachine guns, standard issue to the Cottish Military Police.

"Javel. Hva er tiltalen?" [Alright. What's the charge.] The generalmajor asked, turning to face the crowd.

"Faneflukt. Denne fangen var tilknyttet 22. divisjon før han stakk av i løpet av natten. Et rekogniseringshelikopter så ham tidligere i dag midt ute i ørkenen, og vi fanget ham for litt siden. Fangen tilsto, men krevde sin rett til å be om nåde hos sin øverstkommanderende. Vi avventer din beslutning herr generalmajor." [Desertion. This prisoner was attached to the 22. division before he ran off some time during the night. A reconaissance helicopter spotted him earlier today in the middle of the desert, and we captured him a short while ago. The prisoner confessed his crime, but demanded his right to plea for mercy with his commanding officer. We await your decision, Major General sir.]

The generalmajor looked the prisoner into his eyes, and considered the issue for a second. He didn't have time for this crap, and a confessed deserter...

"Anken avslås. Faneflukt straffes med døden i Hæren. Måtte Gud se nåde i din sjel, for du får ingen her. Før ham ut!" [The appeal is denied. Desertion is punishable by death in the Army. May God have mercy in your soul, for you shall have none here. Take him away!]

The prisoner looked at the generalmajor with wide eyes and started begging, crying, cursing and begging some more as the MPs dragged him out of there. He was dragged down away from the building and over to where his battalion was currently resting after a lot of fighting, where the battalion was ordered to fall in outside one of the hangars. Several of the soldiers recognized the man being forced down on his knees by an MP, and wondered what the fuck was going on. Several of the officers were quick to ask the lead MP why the hell they were doing this to their soldier, but they were brushed off with word that they would find out in a few seconds. And sure enough, the lead MP started speaking in a loud, cold voice.

"Denne mannen har tilstått å ha begått faneflukt! Som dere alle vet, er faneflukt straffet med døden i Hæren i henhold til krigsparagraf ti. Denne dommen har blitt ratifisert av generalmajoren, og vil nå bli fullbyrdet. La dette tjene som et eksempel på hva som skjer med forrædere." [This man has confessed to desertion! As you are all aware, desertion is punished by death in the Army, in accordance with war article ten. This sentence has been ratified by the Major General, and will now be executed. Let this serve as an example of what happens to traitors.]

With that, the MP turned, pulled out his L110A1 pistol, cocked it, and placed it at the upper part of the neck of the convicted deserter, where the neck and skull join together. After waiting a few seconds, to let the fear really get to the deserter, the MP pulled the trigger, which sent the 10x21 millimeter projectile down the 112 millimeter long barrel and exited at a speed of 412 meters per second. That meant that the hollow-point projectile slammed through the neck and into the skull and brain of the convicted man less than a millisecond later, making the face of the deserter explode into a cloud of blood and bone fragments a few milliseconds after that. He was dead before that happened, since the bullet had severed the spinal cord as it tore into the man's neck. A second after the shot had been fired, the dead body of the deserter fell onto the warm concrete tarmac and laid there, limp and lifeless, blood having sprayed across a three meter square area, making it red and greyish with little hints of ebony white from the blood, brainmatter and skull fragments.

The execution had been carried out, and the battalion was dismissed with a strickt warning of what happened to deserters while the MPs placed the body into a rubber bodybag for transport out into the desert where the remains would be buried according to muslim tradition, the soldier hailing from Egypt and apparently being a devout muslim.

Nero: Just to clarify- are your forces in or out of King Khalid City? I was under the impression you were pulling them out of there or had pulled them out already?

To Clarify, Aazad soldiers are out of Khalid. My post was a kinda time lapsed thing that went through the night when, a large division escaped out of the city before (bombings and such?) those left behind were killed. This includes all armor and heavy recon vehicals all excluding technicals.

Nero: Thanks for clairfying that.

DAMMIT, GO MAKE YOUR OWN UBERY DESCRIBED THING....LIKE HOW POLLY WANTED A CRACKA! lol...damn

COMMUNICATION
TO: The Government of Koryan
FROM: The Commonwealth of Hirgizstan, Department of Defense
RE: The Persian Gulf


The Commonwealth recognises the full sovereignity of Koryan and any assets the COH has committed to Operation Desert Storm are there to make the Gulf Region safer for all prosperous and peace-loving nations.

Our Naval forces there are also present to guarantee that the vital trading routes of the Gulf stay open and safe. Koryan has absoloutely nothing to fear from the COH and we are committed to ensuring that Koryan, and all Gulf trade, flourishes, despite the military operations currently being undertaken.

We would request that all Koryan shipping make itself known to COH Military Forces in the area if they are to pass by closely, other than that we ask that all civilian shipping stay close to Eurasia's territorial waters where safety can be guaranteed.

COH Department of Defense, Hirgizstan City, State of Cape Verde (CV), Province of Hirgizstanian West Africa

COMMUNICATION ENDS

In the shallows off the coast of Dubai

The Admiral impatiently paced amid the control center anxiously awaiting word of the corrected fire from the main guns on all three of her majesty’s Battleships. He was not impressed when the information from the spotters on the ground relayed that the buildings were hampering the engagement of the enemy armor. The fleets own UAV’s had confirmed this report.

Admiral: “Damn it I told Colonel Gibbs we needed another twenty four hours to level the buildings. Those bastards are using those buildings to dodge our fire. Officer of the Deck, patch me through to the HMS Vincent and HMS Arc Royal.”

Instantly the Admiral was connected via SAT-LINK to both Aircraft Carriers.

“Fire Control? Did you implement my increase of the AIR CAP? So we now have 48 planes in the air? How many are armed with WCMD-97 SFW’s? Two Attack Squadron’s? So we have eight fighters with sixteen SFW’s. Good, here is what I want to happen.

Our UAV and a forward observation team have bracketed the enemy armor moving towards Palm Tree Island. It appears they are moving towards the center of the city. I want to attack in four waves, two planes each. The first two waves will alternate dropping there SWF’s on both ends of the column. The second two waves will drop in the middle of the formation.

Do we have any of the AIR CAP armed with WCMD-89 Gator’s? One Attack Squadron? So they have eight Gator’s onboard? Excellent. Hold this squadron back and allow the first wave to take out as many as they can with the Cluster Bombs, then we will drop mines all over the top of them. Have a Prowler bat clean up with four CBU-109's. If any of there armor is left they won’t be able to move them. The narrow streets will work to our advantage in this situation.”

As the orders were passed on to the pilots flying high above the Area of Operation, the groups began to separate for the planned attack. Slowly the flight of F-41C’s and F-78KD’s and a lone EA-6B Prowler climbed then began there decent onto the targets below. As the first wave came in, they released two WCMD-97 SFW’s on both ends of the column. At a predetermined altitude each bomb opened to dispense ten BLU-108B submunitions armed with an infared heat sensor/armor penetrating munition. The second wave bore down on the group and released there load of SFW’s on the center of the group.

After a period of two minutes the second round commenced. Four heavily laden F-78KD’s banked hard and aligned themselves with the street in which the armored group had been caught on. All four planes dropped eight WCMD-89 GATOR’s along the length of the column. As the GATOR opened a nasty surprise slowly floated to the narrow street close to downtown. Some (72) BLU-91 AT mines and (22) BLU-92B AP mines fell amongst the Aazadi Armor. What tanks weren’t burning or damaged from the initial cluster bomb attack would have to navigate the minefield, that was just as lethal for troops as is was for armor. To finish off the bombing run a lone EA-6B Prowler dropped four CBU-109’s along the route equipped with (144) BLU-129 AP submunitions. These thermite plasma/phosphorous rounds would cause massive amounts of suffering and painful third degree burns on any combatants out in the open. They also would literally turn armor into useless chunks of iron.


With the amazing lights show the Admiral had his navy pilots put on, Colonel Gibbs was badly trying to assess the battle damage his units had received.

Colonel Gibbs: “Somebody give me a report. I need to know if they have made it to the center of town yet. Did the Air Strikes stop that armor? Is anybody out there?”

The fog of war had settled over the city of Dubai.

Hirgizstanian Stadium, Dubai City

Colonel Metaxas had received his marching orders as dawn broke on his third day at the Port Rashid Import/Export building. Enemy fire had picked up ten-fold and twenty-one more Paratroopers had been killed, with another two HummVees lost. Things were rapidly becoming uncontrollable. The three bridges that connected the city across the so called Dubai Creek were a constant source of enemy activity, and the initial reluctance to blow them to pieces was now all but gone.

Thus, as Admiral Eberendu sent out his orders, Metaxas had suggested he and his men take care of the bridges. But there were still freindly forces using them, or about to, and thus Metaxas simply packed up and tore out of the Port, using all the Stalker and Shadow helicopters he had, and many Little Birds, to get the rest of his men out of the raging city as fast as possible.

The stadium itself had been re-inforced and the large car-park provided a huge LZ for Metaxas and his troops to get out of the city. The area surrounding the place had also been pre-sighted by the Hawdawgian artillery and they were laying down a shield of fire against advancing enemy forces. Metaxas' pull-out led them to believe they were winning.

It took quite a while to get all the men out of the stadium, and one helicopter was lost as it attempted to take off. It was now a smoking, burnt out wreck on the concrete.

As the Colonel left, angry at the terrorist bastards, he smiled slightly. They thought they had won. He thought to himself, it hasn't even started yet.

As he touched down at the former DZ Hirgizstan, now FOB Hirgizstan, he immediately sent off an email to Colonel Gibbs, whose APC equipped forces were still in the city.

SECURE EMAIL
TO: Col. Gibbs
CC: Spizanian Commander, Dubai
FROM: Col. Metaxas
RE:
Hirgizstanian forces have pulled out of the city completely. Are now in force at FOB Hirgizstan. We can send helicopters to extract freindly forces if needed.

Colonel Metaxas, 12th Airborne

Somewhere in Dubai

Colonel Gibbs sat in his Puma IFV studying some of the battlefield data that was coming across the screen. He read Colonel Metaxas email and then looked over his situation. He didn't like what he was seeing. Casualities were mounting and the offensive on Palm Tree Island had further been hampered by the inbound Aazadi Armor. Gibbs made his decision.

Colonel Gibbs: "Sectors Alpha, and Beta withdraw to our original DZ. We have reinforced this area with our Fire Support Batteries. We will combine our forces with COH Forces and await reinforcements. Connect me with the HIMARS Battery.

Yes, this is Colonel Gibbs, I am authorizing the systematic destruction of both bridges in our sector. You have authorization 45L."

Thirty-six HIMARS missile trucks turned and took aim at both bridges. On command, all the HIMARS fired, striking the bridges dead center collapsing the concrete and twisted steel into the cold river below, making them totally impassible. With the bridges to access the Eastern Portion of the City destroyed, the Aazadi Armored Force along with its supporting infantry would find it very difficult to cross over into the recently liberated portion of the city.

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Slowly the units backed out of the city towards the original Drop Zone. Colonel Gibbs was furious with the withdrawl, but Gibbs understood tactics and all too well the need to await heavier armor to arrive in support. Until they arrived the Division would dig in and hold the line with Fire Support and Naval Support from offshore.




Casualities

31 KIA
18 WIA
6 LV-08's Destroyed
2 Buford M8's Destroyed
1 D6 Armored Bulldozer Destroyed

OOC: Can we decide on who is getting what part of Ash Shariqah? Is it just me and Cotland or does anyone else want a bit? (I'd particularly like the northern bit, around King Khalid City.)

Bump

sorry for my leave of abesence, this time though it was out my control. I`ll begin to post up again soon. Also I believe Rome wanted Ash Sharqiyah

OOC: He did, but I sorted something out with him. I guess the partition of Ash Shariqah would be down to the occupiers-which is me and Cot, so as soon as Cot lets us know what (and if) part he wants then we can get it sorted. Myself and Haw are also waiting for Spizania to make another post before we move on.

Dubai, UAE

"They call it liberation...seems more like land conquest to me. They act like the middle ages, come in to help and stay in to own. This s bullshit." Commander Malik Sadr Hussayn spoke out, his audiance a younge radio jocky who had an old mobile radio pack straped to his back. The younge man spoke back to the commander in a confident tone.
"Sir, call it what you will there's no way were getting our tanks across this river here."
"I know, I know. We can't continue yet we need to get a temperary bridge up that'll be able to carry our tanks, this armor is our only hope...wait hold up, contact Alexander see if he's still resisting the spiz attack."
"Sir command gave us direct orders not to involve ourselfs with him and his rebel band, once the Spiz forces attacked he became a lost cause."
"If he manages to hold of that assault he may be able to pull into the city and cause a distraction while we get these bridges up, once we tell him its that or die im sure he`ll be glad to distract for our reinforcements."
"Yes sir, i`ll contact him immediatly."

Malik turned to his troops who were clearing an area of ruble so the tanks could spread apart in case of air attack. The troops were kicking in doors to houses that had been evacuated long ago, many of them were gathering food and finding places to sleep.

"Alright listen up...LISTEN UP Commanders from each group I need attention here!"
"You have our attention sir."
"Alright, get these tanks moved, get more troops on the cleanup. Expect bombardment they have to know were not dead yet by now. Also I want a unit to begin to contruct a makeshift bridge over the river, we need to get back a back though so we need to get moving now. Use whatever you want to get that bridge up but whatever you use make sure it can hold this armor we need to reinforce the city so hurry up it should only take a week at most so we`ll be bunkered down here 'till then."
"Right sir, Unit 3 will get right on the bridge situation, Unit 2 and 4 get those tanks on the move Unit 1 help Unit 5 with the ruble!"

Malik made a waving motion and the other commanders waved back then saluted with a hand to the forehead. The tanks started up and began to move back to a four way intersection where they would have plenty of room to sit. The final operations on the bridge would take place at night.

The Persian Gulf

Admiral Eberendu sat in the Commander's deck in the central 'castle' on one of the Reagan Class Carrier's in the 15th Fleet. It was getting dark outside. The operating lights were beginning to flicker on all over the Fleet. The castle itself was bathed in the glow of computers and big, glass interactive maps.

The Admiral watched as the sun, a glowing ball of red fire, began to dip below the sands of the Middle East. His XO entered the command deck to his left and walked over, handing him a brown folder. He opened it. Inside were a number of satellite and UAV photos with writing on them, plus a thin sheet of paper with a typed report. The Admiral scanned the pictures and read the report thoroughly. "So the Spizanians aren't out yet, but the bridges are down and the 12th and 123rd are out of the city?" The Admiral spoke lowly, to no one in particular, just confirming for himself. The XO just nodded slowly. "The insurgents appear to be moving their armor back from the broken bridges. So they're not dead...and its still too dangerous, with the Spizanians still in the city, to bombard them...so an air strike." The Admiral sat silent for a moment.

He made a decision. "Get me 25 F-18's in the air, with AGM-154C JSOW's. Also rustle up the same number of A-10's from Tikrit, send them south loaded with Maverick's. That insurgent armor had better be smoking molten metal at sun-up." The XO nodded and walked back out of the command deck.

The F-18's would reach Dubai first, and then, when that was over the insurgents would (if there were any left) think operations were over for the night, but then the A-10's would drfit slowly down and tear them to pieces.


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50 Miles South of King Khalid City

General Miles Burun sat in his M4 C2V at the side of the huge freeway that cut a grey concrete swathe through the flat desert. He watched the procession of vehicles pass him by as he leaned against the side of the vehicle chomping on an unlit cigar.

A few days ago he had still been at the wreck that was King Khalid City. It was being used now as a regional aid centre for those civilians displaced or wounded or threatened by the insurgents. They were tearfully grateful to the Commonwealth forces.

The freeway's themselves were littered with debris the further south they snaked, burnt out and sandblasted vehicles were everwywhere and the M1 Grizzly Breachers were out at the front again, cutting a swathe through the debris left after the bulk of the Aazadi terrorists were destroyed on the now infamous Highway of Death.

One Corps in its entirety was staying behind in Ash Shariqah to police and put on a show of force. But the other four Corps were now driving hard south down to the UAE. Their target was Dubai. They had liberated Ash Shariqah and now they would liberate the UAE.

OOC: Just to clarify, Abu Dhabi (The large island based capital city of the UAE) is under my control. Im wondering why no elements of any of your forces have been split to take that city. Not that I want to give ideas or anything plus the fact the city is split over large islands which give good defences, I just want you to know that taking Dubai wont end the fight.

OOC: 'It is better to walk before you run.' First Dubai, then Abu Dhabi, then the UAE as a whole...and then anywhere else your trying to establish terrorists in.

OOC: We like to kill mosquito's with sledge hammers. Massive overkill is our mindset.

Harad, Ash Shariqah Province, 100 Miles West of UAE

General Miles Burun stood on a TV station's helipad looking out at the city sprawling outward beneath him. The air was thick was the sound of heavy tank tracks rumbling through the streets and the sound of 'Push The Tempo' blared up from a tank's loudspeaker somewhere. He smiled, his men were actually having fun. They were safe inside their air conditioned vehicles and being greeted at every hut, village, town and city as they drove south.

The people of Saudi Arabia were tough and wizened, they hated the terrorists just as much as the Hirgizstanians did. At every turn General Burun's troops were being stopped and thanked, or told where some terrorists where hiding or where they'd placed IED's. A couple of people had even killed some terrorists themselves, including one old Elephantum Army soldier who had twelve bodies and a technical in his back yard.

Harad was the last major town before the UAE offensive would begin. They were going in around the Sabkhat Matti Oasis, on the sliver of land just above the Roman border.

The General heard a roar in the sky high above and looked up, there were a couple of Navy F-18's screaming in low over the city, banking their wings in greeting. The General turned around and followed the edge of the helipad down, past the few Army snipers hidden in the struts, watching for insurgent snipers.

It would be another 100 Mile trek across the desert before they came to the UAE border, and with the way the tanks and big V-12 engines of the various wheeled vehicles drank fuel, there would be more than a few re-supplies. But they'd get there as quickly as possible, and once they did they'd drive the remainder of the terrorists in the middle east into the Persian Gulf, drowning them like the rats they are.

sorry I went out of touch, had alot of stuff to move around at my house. Cable installation and such needs to be put in my office room, luckly that means that by the end of today I will be able to post alot more at my place rather than taking advantage of the schools internet ^.^, just updating everyone, i`ll post an IC in an hour or so.

"Heres the report sir, a large Hirg force is coming in from the Ash Sharqiyah province to aide the 'liberation' of Dubai." Anwar Yasmir, a younge Aazadi luitenat told him commander.

"So then we stop them." The commander replied. Commander Tul Hussein who was in charge when the Aazad attacked harad was now paying close attention to enemy advancing throughout the region.

The small force under Commander Tul began to prepare a defence against the Hirg advance into the UAE, as Tul's forces pulled into the UAE they were leaving heavy IED bombs on the roads active through a wire system across the road, in all they were leaving 132 IED's across the road.

Sabkhat Mali, at the border of Eurasia and Aazab

Sabkhat Mali was one of those few places on earth that truly felt unique. It was an oasis, of about 25Miles, stretching across the border between what was now Eurasia and the Terrorist state of Aazab. It’s proximity to the sea essentially justified its existence, but it was no less a wonder because of it.

Large palm trees and green foliage, a rarity in the deserts of the Middle East, abounded and looked inviting. The whole place had been a major tourist resort during the Elephantum era. Abandoned hotels, spas and a couple of small resorts had once flourished, but now lay looted and abandoned, the white concrete structures looking forlorn, crying out to be fixed up and returned to their heyday.

The whole area, with its abandoned buildings could have been eery. But they sheer beauty of the place simply overwhelmed.

Many of the soldiers joked it was just a mirage of sorts. Some soldiers from Abyssinia (Ethiopia) compared the place to the Lake areas in the north of the country, where desert and mountains were interrupted by jungle-like areas of lush foliage and gigantic waterfalls, Tisisat being the biggest, and second biggest falls in all of Africa.

But despite its beauty, Sabkhat Mali was a demarcation line of sorts-between the friendly territory and the unknown. There could be suicide bombers and gun-toting Islamo-Nazis on the other side of the Oasis. The horizon kept its secrets.

But secrets were always meant to come out. And General Miles Burun was watching the secrets being given away. There were three main roads, including a highway, that ran through the Oasis. The General watched three separate screens, two of which were in a greyscale tone and showed grainy black figures moving about on the roads, technical jeeps sitting in the middle of the black-top. The third screen was in green Night Vision, and it showed the same thing, except the technicals and figures were bright green.

The videos had been recorded by satellite and AEWCC aircraft the day and night before. The terrorists in the UAE were expecting them, they were planning a party, only with IED’s instead of party-poppers. Although, the General thought to himself, if his soldiers were in their tanks and Cougar Vehicles those IED’s would feel like nothing more than a few cheap party-poppers.

However, despite the fact that the Cougar vehicles and most of the ligher armoured vehicles could survive IED’s, there was no point in charging down the roads and setting them off. So instead General Burun sent out the Cougar Mine Clearance Vehicles. Essentially they were the basic Cougar frame and chassis, but with even more armor, flails, electronic devices for detecting IED’s, scoops, buckets and soldiers with more expertise than a bunch of fanatics who were more likely to blow themselves up with the IED’s.

But to make that job even easier the General ordered an Artillery barrage on all the roads, 'walking' the arty down the sides of the roads out to its max range, which was just over 18 Miles. Any IED’s left unexploded would be dealt with by the Cougar MCV’s and the Engineers. F-78’s from the 15th Fleet and some M1A5’s and Recon troops would provide an overwatch. But if any insurgents even thought about getting close they’d be picked up in the featureless desert miles before they ever came close.

General Burun couldn’t really see why they’d try with IED’s. It hadn’t worked before on the approach to King Khalid, and it wouldn’t work now. Perhaps it gave them comfort in that they were so naïve they believed some hastily made explosive devices would stop 4 Corps of the best army in the world, but that mentality, after all, was one reason the insurgents were losing.

Commander Tul sat uptop his technical truck, around him hundreds of battered soldiers looking like they would rather leave the army then continue fighting. Though their hearts were in the right place their abilities overshadows that proving to the enemy they were basically weak. The only way they could strike fear in the enemy was to place a final charge on the Hirgs, the major player in this war and currently the Aazad's hated enemy. Tul issued the final order, a full scale charge of the enemy stronghold, it was suicidal but they were willing to die for their cause and that should be enough.

To them the enemy had no reason to fight, they wern't gaining anything out of this and in the end they would either die or be sent home and for nothing but a strech of land that they wouldn't even appreciate, they had no religious icons here, this wasn't their holy land. The Aazad though had every reason to fight for this land, the soldiers thought of it as protecting what they should have never had to protect in the first place. The agressors here to them were obvious. The enemy coalition, especially the Hirgs must die and the attack on their stronghold would be the final chapter in Tul's career.

ETA: 2 Days
Target: Sabkhat Mali
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Commander Tul's Division

3,482 Infantry (AK-47's and Various Rifles Including low tech bolt actions)[1,200 Infantry inside 38 Technical trucks with bolted down M239's {Curtisy of The Syndicate}]
538 Heavy Infantry (RPD's or lesser RPK's)
296 Anti-Armor (RPG's and a number of higher tech rocket launchers, spec.'s unknown)
120 Suicide Bombers (AK-47's {2 Clips} Strapped with C4)

OOC: I'll respond tomorrow, respecting the 2 day ETA. But just one thing- the COH has either the biggest (or 2nd Biggest- not sure about Eurasia) Muslim population in the world. The Middle East is just as meaningful to African Muslims as Middle Eastern ones, it is their Holy Land aswell. So there is plenty reason to fight, not to mention that the COH has always been extremely anti-terrorist and mindful of the need to keep the Middle East peaceful, for its economy and various other reasons. Just wanted you to know, thats all.

OOC: I'll respond tomorrow, respecting the 2 day ETA. But just one thing- the COH has either the biggest (or 2nd Biggest- not sure about Eurasia) Muslim population in the world. The Middle East is just as meaningful to African Muslims as Middle Eastern ones, it is their Holy Land aswell. So there is plenty reason to fight, not to mention that the COH has always been extremely anti-terrorist and mindful of the need to keep the Middle East peaceful, for its economy and various other reasons. Just wanted you to know, thats all.

OOC: Its all in the way they see things, its like America and Iraq. The US has alot of muslims and such but the Iraqi Insurgents still want them away from their land.

The Cottish Army had neutralized the area they intended to occupy, and the civilians were being carefully watched as every single building in the occupation zone was checked thurroughly by the infantrymen that made up a substantial part of the occupation force. The Cottish soldiers made no attempt to hide the fact that they were in fact an occupation force, something which helped to discount the Aazad-inspired propaganda that circulated the area. If a house was found to either house Aazad terrorists or other rebels, equipment to aide said rebels, weapons or explosives, substantial amounts of money or propaganda or propaganda-making equipment, the house was demolished and every adult person, in other words anyone aged 13 or above living in the house was killed by headshot, right there in the street. The children, meaning anyone aged 12 or below, were taken away and placed in an orphinage somewhere else. The practice took time and effort, but it was a relatively small price to pay to clear out the occupation zone. It also proved to set a very good example. It was expected that some 68,300 persons were killed during the two days the operation proceeded, with an additional 20,000 children being placed in orphinages.

The Cottish occupation force could be rotated soon, with the new modernization process that was taking place in the Cottish military coming into effect. The occupation zone, dubbed the Arabian Occupational Area by the High Command, was divided into seven sectors, each under the responsibility of an infantry division. Four Mechanized Infantry Divisions and three Motorised Infantry Divisions would be in charge of keeping the civilian population in check, supported by an Air Assault Division, an Armored Division and a Special Forces Battalion, as well as substantial air power, forward deployed from the airbases in Egypt and Jordan, and a number of naval vessels. All in all, the occupation force consisted of some 120,000 Cottish servicemen, all of them under strickt orders to behave towards the civilian population unless they did something stupid against the occupation force, in which case they were quickly and summarily executed and buried in pig's hides. It proved to be a very effective way of controlling the fiercely religious populace as the Cots started their plan: to exploit this occupation zone of its natural resources, in this case oil. A fleet of oil tankers were going to be operate in shuttle traffic from Dhahran to the oil refineries in Gemza in Egypt and back for a number of years.

OOC: Cot, thats ridiculously bloody, you are killing people for having a gun? They could have possesed that gun legally during the time of Elephantums rule of the area, or be part of some group trying to fight the Aazad, if ANY of this gets to Confederate Commanders, all hell will break loose on the diplomatic front.
Plus summary executions are going to stir up a storm from the Confederate people, as the Confederacy seems to be the only nation which still conforms to the Hague and Geneva conventions on the Customs of War

[OOC: The ownership of weapons without permission from the Justice Ministry is forbidden in the Realm, and since we're an occupation force with very few scruples and a very paranoid leadership who believes that those weapons can be put to use against us at some point in time, it isn't that unconceivable.

The Hauge and Geneva Conventions doesn't exist as far as the Realm is concerned, as we've never claimed to follow them.

Besides, I don't think we have so many diplomatic connections anyway, so ICly the Realm couldn't care less. We consider this an internal matter, and refér to article 29 of the Protection of the Realm Act (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=465139).]

§ 29
The Realm considers all actions it undertakes within its borders protected under our sovereignty. No foreign power, whether friendly, neutral, or hostile, is permissible to interfere with internal affairs of the Realm of Cotland, regardless of actions. Any interference will be met with serious repercussions.

OOC: I am 100% behind Cotland here, what he did was justifiable. Although, personally I would have dealt with the children over 7 aswell, but a state run orphanage would probably be able to change their perceptions over time. Spizania, the Hauge and Geneva Conventions don't exist in E2, and in RL few people understand them and even the US Supreme Court mis-interprets them, see the case Hamdan Vs. Rumsfeld.

IC:

Sabkhat Mali

It had been nearly 24 hours since the report that the enemy were massing deeper inside the UAE. There was lots of activity around some of the towns and villages beyond Sabkhat Mali, that much was certain. Whether they were planning on retreating, defending or advancing was unclear.

But all that changed early in the morning, as various groups of the massed insurgents began to move out, towards General Burun’s position just over the border, still in the Sabkhat Mali oasis. On being given the report the General had frowned, unsure as to whether these fanatics were truly serious. But he had read all the intel about them, and spoken to a few taken prisoner. They were nuts, on a scale rarely seen. Fanatical was a bit of an understatement. After double checking the reports, the General became happy, almost ecstatic. So far his men had faced little in the way of battles. The enemy seemed to disappear over the horizon long before he or his men got there, left to the hot-shot Navy and Air Force flyboys to deal with.

But now, finally, it seemed they would get to show these fanatics what fighting a war was really all about. Their weak technicals and RPG’s would be no match for M1A5 Fuhrer Abrams tanks, with their 150mm Guns, nor would they be a match for the 120mm+ ETC cannon’s of the various ARSB built tanks. It would be like shooting unarmed people.

With Four Corps (the fifth being left at King Khalid to ensure the handover to Eurasia went smoothly) General Burun had around 160,000 men, over 1000 M1A5’s and literally tens of thousands of other vehicles, that stretched out all the way back across the border into Ash Shariqah. Nearly every combat unit would be chomping at the bit to get a chance to take on the bastards that had forced them out of their modern, hi-tech and comfortable base in Tikrit. General Burun had already received around twenty emails from Officer’s telling him their units were ready to go. The trouble would be picking the best units and placing them in the best positions to deal with a force of undisciplined and unpredictable nutcases, most willing to die, sometimes in fiery explosions of plastic explosives.

The best bet would be to use a Mechanized Infantry Brigade of around 5000 men, and a couple of hundred tanks and APC’s. Then, add to that two Armoured Cavalry Regiment’s of 1500 men and a couple of hundred more APC’s and other vehicles. The Army used the M113 APC as the main IFV. Many in the military, before being introduced to the A8 version, asked why, as the M2A2/3 Bradley was clearly a better choice. But the M113A8 tended to come out better in trials and tests. The A8 version was basically a new animal, based loosely on an experimental APC called the M114 that used a V8 engine. The A8 borrowed many lessons from the M114 and used a powerful V12 diesel engine. The chassis was also lengthened and armoured with Next Generation Ceramic Armor (NGCA) and Next Generation ERA Panels (NGERAP). Added to this, fairly recently, was the armoured ‘cage’, which was a tactic borrowed from the Stryker vehicle, also used by the Cavalry. Due to the lengthened Chassis and up-rated engine, a turret was then added to the A8, instead of the small gun or AT station on all previous M113 models. The regular turret carried either a Hughes 20mm Chain Gun, firing HE or AP rounds, or a 120mm Mortar. All in all, the M113A8, or the ‘Go-Go-Box’ as many soldiers called it, due to its excessive speed capabilities, was a very different animal to the regular M113. Technicals and RPG’s would certainly prove little difficulty.

The General eventually selected the 309th Mechanized Infantry, and the 401st and 402nd Armoured Cavalry, placing them near each of the three roads, ready to take on the advancing line of insurgents. The Cavalry units would break out to the left and right, falling in on the enemy flanks as the Mechanized Infantry tore apart the middle and front. They would engulf the enemy in fire.

That’s if they got that far, as there was hundreds of artillery pieces (including M1A5’s) ready to strike up a tune.

The enemy were within sight, or so a retreating Cougar MCV reported as it came back into friendly territory, having defused its last IED. There were still a few more out on the road, but hopefully the insurgents would trip their own devices.

It was around mid-day before the first group of insurgents, technicals out in front, crossed the 18 Mile Zone, the limit of the 150mm, 155mm, 203mm and MLRS artillery. The plan was to let the first units get within 15 Miles of the Cavalry and Mechanized Infantry units, who had, and were still, moving up in front of the main defensive lines the heads of the Four Corps made.

The insurgents were moving slow, cautiously even, towards the hazy and unknown horizon. It was just after 1pm when General Burun ordered the first artillery round to be fired. The thousands of insurgents would now have to make it through 18 Miles of 150mm, 155mm, 203mm and Rocket artillery. If any were left after that they would have to deal with the three units sent out to greet them.

OOC: Even if they dont exist, the Confederate Government follows a very similar code to those outlined in those conferences, and Cotland, we have two major diplomatic links, one, Spizania was originally a Cottish Territory that has become independant and become a fairly big player in international affairs, and we also have a link in that the Confederate Navy could put your Air Force in a rather awquad posistion by handing out Letters of the Marque to every civvie vessel not under allied control in the Persian Gulf.
And Cot, shouldnt you give them a few hours to surrender there arms to military formations before starting to do that?

[OOC: First, the Realm has given the Spizanians indepencence, yes, but that doesn't mean that we take heed to every word you say. As far as the Realm is concerned, what happens in Dhahran falls under the sovereignty of the Realm and we don't take kindly to foreigners trying to dictate Cottish internal policy. It would be like the Realm telling you to release all prisoners regardless of their crime or something. You wouldn't take lightly to that, would you?

Secondly, the RCAF will engage any ship violating our orders not to enter Dhahran or any other port in the occupied areas, regardless of nationality or diplomatic status, unless they're allowed to by the Cottish High Command. Since the Realm doesn't recognize the practice of issuing Letters of Marque, we consider it to be piracy and will deal with it accordingly, and I quote § 33 of the Protection of the Realm Act:

§ 33
Any acts of piracy will be dealt with accordingly and with the strictest punishments of their allotted laws. Any sponsored acts by sovereign states will result in repercussions for said state.

In the Realm, that is the Criminal Code of 1902's article 263, which stipulates that pirates are to be a.) placed before a court and proven beyond an reasonable doubt that they are in fact pirates, and if so hung; or b.) if caught red-handed in an act of piracy by the Armed Forces of the Realm, summarily executed as pirates.

So there you have the official Cottish view on the practice of Letters of Marque.]

Hawdawg Airbases Fiji and Papau New Guinea

The DoD didn't waste time in preparing to soften the resistance in Dubai for the impending advance of Hirgizstan Armor into the city. Intelligence reported Aazadi forces were attempting to construct a temporary bridge across the river to actively engage both Airborne Divisions that had withdrawn to the outskirts of town. Even with air superiority, the combined forces would find it difficult to completely eliminate all targets of opportunity with Carrier-based assets. A plan was developed that would simplify the job of the Armored Divisions once they arrived and would increase the buffer zone between the Aazadi's and the combined COH-Hawdawgian Airborne Forces.

Shortly before noon Four Conventional Bomber Wings took off from Airbases in Fiji and Papau New Guinea, target Dubai. Some 174 B-1B, 174 B-7C, 64 E/F 177A, and 64 F/B 177A's tore into the hot afternoon sun making a heading West. The coordinated effort of these Bomber Wings would ensure the utter destruction of any structure attempting to be built across the river, plus massive devistation could be expected up and down the center of the city. Some two hours into the flight Group A hailing from Fiji met up with the 125th Aerial Refueling Squadron at point ZULU somewhere over the Indian Ocean. The 125th had been dispatched a few days ahead of this mission to Karachi, Pakistan. This forward basing would allow for seamless missions into the UAE. Roughly an hour behind Group A Group B arrived at point VECTOR to begin the difficult refueling process for its flight of bombers. As always the fighters took on fuel first, as they simply burned more fuel. After a much needed fill up the B-1's and B-7's drifted in to top of the tanks. The fighters would have to refuel one more time close to Bushehr, Iran at point TAZ. Luckily the 395th Aerial Refueling Wing awaited there arrival. Soon these Bomber Units would strike a staggered attack on the unsuspecting and radarless Insurgents. A blow that they soon would not forget.

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Am I correct in assuming the Aazadi don't have active Radar Stations at this point?


Units engaged in the bombing

174-B1B Bombers
174-B7C Incubus Bombers
64- E/F-177A Electronic Warfare Fighter/Bombers
64 E/F-177A Fighter/Bombers

Munitions to be used:

Mk.82
Mk.84
BLU-108B
BLU-109
Mk.20 Rockeye
WCMD-87 CEM
WCMD-89 Gator
WCMD-97 SFW
GBU-27 Paveway III
MOAB
Incendiaries to be named

Am I correct in assuming the Aazadi don't have active Radar Stations at this point?

You are correct.

The Persian Gulf

Admiral Eberendu was reading the last report from General Burun, it seemed they were engaging a sizeable force of insurgents near Sabkhat Mali, that was good news. Soon they would be able to advance further into the UAE.

On the large interactive map, that dominated the centre of the command deck, Hawdawgian Air units were the only big thing moving. They were headed for Dubai from Pakistan. They were big bombers, a lot of damage would be done.

The Admiral got up off the swivel chair he'd been using and walked over to the map, surveyed it for a second. "Where are the Spizanians?" He spoke to a tech who was sitting under the big interactive map, at a computer console, typing away and talking to various patrol aircraft.
"Last known position was somewhere between the seafront and Palm Tree Island. UAV's and Satellites show them in the same general area."

The Admiral nodded and traced a circle with his finger around an area adjoining Palm Tree Island from the Dubai seafront. He then grabbed one of the interactive pens and drew a square, roughly over the same area as the circle he'd traced. He dropped the pen and spoke to the Gun Commander sitting to his right, doing nothing. "Gunny, level the city, except the area in the square. The Spizanians have been given fair warning, we can't procastinate any longer just because they won't swallow their pride. Be careful though, keep the 25 inch guns trained outside that square's co-ords." The Gunnery Master nodded and set to work.

A few minutes later the four Missouri Class Battleship's of the Fleet were detaching with their support ships and heading in closer to shore. Within half an hour they were in position and the relative stillness over the Gulf was shattered by the first almight volley. The insurgents in the city would be engulfed in a firestorm.

Dubai, UAE

The division had begun construction of a small bridge on a downslope a little ways out of town. The armored units had moved to positions around the construction zone and had been covered by large tan tarps and some foliage for camoflauge. The soldiers contructing the bridge were using material taken from the wreckage of the old bridges as well as wood looted from buildings. There were two bridges but so far only one was half-way up, the other was material piled a few yards down. They had no defense against aerial attacks so the soldiers constructing the bridge were prepared to run at the slightest sound of an engine. Down from that location a mass of two thousand who divided off from the main division had begun to cross the river by swimming around any patrols by sea. Once on land they would secure the section across from the bridge and make sure the armored units got in.

(Suppose thats all I can say right there, not much to work with.)

LZ ALPHA-Hawdawg Firebase/Operations Center Airborne Force

Colonel Gibbs was studying his intel from the UAV flyovers and recent Satellite Activity. He had the same data the Air Force had planned its raid on, no doubt the destruction of the bridges had slowed the armor, but the Infantry was pressing on without regards for there own health or well-being.

"Damn Jihaad." He mumbled under his breath. He picked up his SATCOM Line to the Fleet in Harbor.

"Yes this is Gibbs, get me the Admiral. Admiral I am sure you recieved the email on the Airstrike for later today? Yes it will be devistating for sure. Look Admiral we have UAV reports of enemy acitivity outside of town. I have not made physical contact with the Aazadi Forces since we blew the Bridge, but if you are seeing what I am on this Intel Screen, we will have reasonable company on the friendly side of the river in short order. I am going to institute the "Rolling Ball of Butcher Knives Plan". Yes we need you to assist with this bracketed fire from you Battleships. Move them into place and we will fire in sequence to steadily rake the area with rampant shellfire. It may not get them all, but it will certainly scare the shit out of whoever makes it across the river. We have a formidable defensive position established here at ALPHA, we should be alright. Keep that AIRCAP on alert we may need them to help should a swarm attack commence. Oh and Admiral arm them with Mk-77C's I want to make the Infantry pay for a frontal assault if they make it this far. Roger Admiral we will commence our coordinated fire at 0100 hours, out."

At 0100 hours the combined guns of the Battleships and the Artillery Batteries associated with the Airborne Forces began to rake the countryside along the Southern Shores of the River. The shelling was coordinated in such a way that if enemy troops moved left or right of the Artillery a follow up barrage would land in the adjoining grids in twenty second intervals to catch the fleeing forces no matter which direction they ran. To further advance the cause UAV's and Ground Spotters aided in guiding the fire with accuracy. The brillance of the shelling was even if they didn't catch but a handful of the enemy units in the firestorm, the constant shelling of the area would strain the nerves of the enemy and cause them to loose any chance of a unhindered advance on the newly fortified defensive position the Hawdawgian Airborne Troopers had established.



In the skies over Dubai

Slowly Bombing Group A settled into its bombing run on the outskirts of Dubai. Careful planning had bracketed the runs to take maximum effectiveness in leveling the center portion of the city. All efforts would be made to avoid the Spizanian forces, but to completely devistate the potential bridge sites along the river, fratricide could be expected. Group A formed up out over the Persian Gulf, the group didn’t have to plan for any effective ground-fire. Just to be safe, several E/F-117A’s escorted the flight to ensure any radar-directed AA or SAM’s that might be operational would be rendered useless. As the attack run began, the B-1B’s in Group A descended into drop the first ordinance. Eight-seven B-1B Lancers loaded with some 84 Mk-82 500 pound bombs raked the center of the city laying untold waste to the center sections of the city. From the coast all along the river fire reigned down on the enemy forces. Once the initial flight of B-1B’s cleared the OA, it was time for the B-7C Incubus to shake the foundations of Dubai. Each plane carried an astonishing load-out 200,000 pounds of ordinance. The flight of 87 B-7C’s rolled over the target in three waves. The first wave of twenty-nine opened there bomb bay doors, unleashing 370 Mk-82 500 pound bombs in a carpet bombing pattern all over the center of the city. Each plane carefully bracketed the ground to ensure every square inch of the center portion of the city along the river was completely destroyed. The ground vibrated as the rolling sound of thunder and explosions filled the immediate center of Dubai with smoke billowing clouds of dust and debris. The second wave of twenty-nine bombers each loaded with nine MOAB’s each were next on target. This wave was tasked with releasing these massive pieces of Ordinance onto remaining bridge-heads and other suspected building sites, causing catastrophic damage to the ground targets picked from Satellite data earlier in the day. Wave three in Group A was the last of the B-7C’s to attack in this group. They carried the worst of what Group A had to offer, 500 pound Mk-77C Incendiary Bombs. These nasty Hawdawg creations carried a lethal mixture of Thermite, Phosphorous, and Napalm Jelly. Each plane carrying 370 bombs, released at predetermined intervals over the target zone. As the Mk-77C’s exploded on target below, everything within the strike zone was alit with fire and the horrid smell of burning flesh and melting steel could be seen everywhere. Group A had done its deed, and the results for Dubai where nothing less than Hell on Earth. Throughout the center of town a path of destruction had been cut by the flight path of Group A.

Almost an hour after Group A had unleashed havoc onto the center of Dubai, Group B arrived. The results would be the same. The B-1B Lancers first sewed the strike zone with Mk-82 500 pound bombs. Once they had completed this first wave, the B-7C Incubus Heavy Bombers came in to finish off the Aazadi forces along the river. The Incubus flight was divided just like Group A in three waves. They bore down on the same areas of town with equal devastation as Group A had laid down an hour earlier. As the last of Group B completed its mission and turned for home the results of both bombing runs had made its mark on Dubai, the night sky glowed from the fires ignited from the Ordinance that fell. A strip of rubble, smoldering cinders, and destruction lay roughly a half mile wide starting at the Sea following the path of the river completely severing the city into to halves. The Firestorm created by the bombing would have made a nice abode for the devil himself.

OOC: Nero: You need to reply about what happend to your forces in Sabkhat Mali so we can move on with things down there.

OOC: I would love to post but i've been waiting for a responce by Spizania for when he landed on the upper palm island, That engagment could change alot of things in Dubai. I have been waiting for quite while to so Spiz if you could, respond. Also is there a chance I can get specs on ground units on your sides, so far its almost like you sent in all your forces in a bulk of one division. Personally i`ll post specs on mine soon so as to not get confusion as to how many of my men are there, though thats the idea behind insurgency. (This only involves the situation of Dubai)

IC: Commander Tul sat in the back of one of his technicals. The trucks were bouncing around hard at every bump but in the distance the tall outline of Sabkhat Mali was showing and the force was preparing the attack.

The trucks were driving slowly, both conserving gasoline as well as keeping up with those treking on foot, the force looked like somthing from a vietcong picture. Hundreds if not thousands of men carrying AK-101's and AK-47's others carrying the heavy RPD across their shoulders with arms over them like they were carrying water. They The trucks were pure white with dents and rust stains across them and the MG's bolts to the roofs showed a lack of imagination, three of the trucks had taken the liberty of bolting down RPD's on the backs for supprot fire incase they were flanked but most of the men expected air raids and artillary fire that would most likly scatter them for snipers or more bombs. The enemy to them were pathetic, the warfare they fought was conservative and without honor, long ranged attacks that killed without mercy and gave them no chance to recover as soon more bombs would go off. They tried these approchs but the enemy could easlily get by their IED's or claymores as it seems not a single soldier of the enemy front was willing to leave their safe armored transports.

Only eightteen miles out from the city the division stopped and began to camoflauge their trucks and dig down trenchs. Many of the men were praying expecting today to be their last day of peace before they saw action once again. Fighting this enemy was diffrent from the loyalist who fought on the ground and soldier to soldier, of cource it the the enemy coalitions fault the loyalist had to do this, by distroying the airfields they gave the Aazad an upperhand in many of the battles where loyalist could simply do flyovers and bombs the crap out of them.

It seems that the coalition was here for themselfs, Commander Tul noted to himself, they are here for personal gain and when I die a martyr I will die confident that the people of these lands will not tolerate the actions brought forth by this coalition. Already we are gaining numbers as children become orphaned and fathers become childless. Brothers die and for revenge brothers fight, mothers die and the sons join our cause every bomb the enemy places, every attack they use on us is slowly gaining moral for our side, the strength of anger and rage.

OOC: Nero: Check back and you'll find stats for Cottish, Hawdawgian and Hirgizstanian Forces.

IC:

Sabkhat Mali

General Burun sighed, clearly frustrated. He and his men had been gearing up for battle, preparing themselves mentally and physically. Soldiers had watched real time satellite and/or UAV video of the enemy forces approaching. The 18 Mile mark had nearly been reached when the forward elements just stopped and began to spread out along the various roads, digging in and vainly attempting to camouflage themselves. They were still very visible though, especially at night when thermal imaging picked their red hot bodies out from the cool desert.

It wasn't a massive problem. But there would have to be a change of plan. The 309th Mechanized Infantry and the 401st and 402nd Armoured Cavalry would still be the principle attack elements, but first they would, during the night escort the artillery pieces forward, ensuring the dug in enemy forces were within range.

At around 8pm, as the desert was bathed in a twilight glow, with no moon, thankfully, the first tank engines kicked to life in the silent darkness, revving the powerful turbines and diesel engines, and rumbling forward, UAV's and scout vehicles zipping ahead, checking the area for enemy sentries. None had been picked up on the thermal satellite views, but it always paid to be careful.

Within an hour the various artillery units were in place. The enemy were now well inside the 18 Mile mark. As the clock hit 9.30 the first 203mm Round went up and then the desert seemed to light up and rumble at the same time as hundreds of rounds erupted from the guns and launchers of the various artillery units and M1A5 tanks. The insurgents would die in their sleep, a death deserving of the cowardly bastards they were.

OOC: Nero all my specific vehicles, etc. can be found in the different branches of service links in my sig. However I have highlighted a few for you to look at that involve the bombing runs. Ship specs, can all be found at the links at the bottom of the navy page. Here are a few of the planes I am using over Dubai.

B-7C Incubus

Role: Strategic Heavy Bomber
Crew: 5
Cost: $450M [A/B]; $500M [C]
Length: 180.00 ft.
Wingspan: 120.00 ft.
Height: 36.00 ft.
Empty Weight: 160,000 lb.
Maximum Weight: 650,000 lb.
Fuel Weight: 265,000 lb.
Armament Weight: 200,000 lb.
Powerplant: eight General Electric F-201 GE-110 turbofan engines with afterburner [A/B]; eight General Electric F-201 GE-115 turbofan engines with afterburner [C]
Maximum Thrust: 560,000 lb [A/B]; 400,000 lb. [C]
Maximum Speed S/L: 1,520 mph [A/B]; 1,140 mph [C]
Maximum Speed @ Altitude: 2,500 mph [A/B]; 1,850 mph [C]
Initial Climb Rate: 40,000 ft/min [A/B]; 30,000 ft/min [C]
Service Ceiling: 125,000 ft. [A/B]; 85,000 ft. [C]
Range: 10,500nm [combat]; 14,000nm [ferry]
G-Limits: -1 / +4
Gun: None
Stations: 5 internal bomb bays (2 for air to air; 3 for air to ground)
Air-to-Air Missile: Eight AIM-9 and eight AIM-120 or AIM-179 per air to air bay [half facing forward, half facing aft] for a total of 7,500 lb. per bay
Air-to-Ground Weaponry: Forward and aft bay can hold 60,000 lb. per bay with 65,000 lb. in the center bay
Avionics: Same as B-4 [A/B]; Combination of B-1B, B-2A, and B-52H systems [C]
ECM: Internal jamming systems jam all known bands of radar; IR suppression systems reducing heat signature by 1000%; 1,320 chaff bundles, 1,320 flares
Radar Signature: 1/10000th of a square yard (approximately 1/1000th that of the F-117 and seagull) [A/B]; Equal to F/A-22 [C]
Known Variants:

YB-7 Prototype
B-7A Initial production design for nuclear weapons delivery; 200 built
B-7B Conventionally armed bomber; 400 built
B-7C Export B-7B but with B-7A capabilities

E/F-177A Coldun Electronic Warfare and Air Defense Suppression / F/B-177A Barsuk Strike Bomber

General Specifications

Role: EW/SEAD [E/F-177A]; Strike Bomber [F/B-177A]
Crew: 4 [Pilot, Copilot/Weapons Officer, 2x Electronic Warfare Officers][E/F-177A]; 2 [Pilot, Copilot/Weapons Officers][F/B-177A]
Length: 114.80 ft.
Wingspan: 95.12 ft. [Both]
Height: 25.60 m [Both]

Empty [Dry] Weight: 63,400 lb [E/F-177A]; 61,000 lb [F/B-177A]
Maximum Take-Off Weight: 146,000 lb [Both]
Fuel Weight [Maximum]: 47,000 lb. [Both]
Armament Weight [Maximum]: 35,600 lb [E/F-177A]; 38,000 lb. [F/B-177A]

Powerplant: 2x P-ATF-3030 Varon Continuously Variable Bypass Afterburning Turbofan
Maximum Thrust: 44,125 lbs per engine
Maximum Speed: Mach 2.55-2.60 [Modestly Fitted -177A]
Cruise Speed: Mach 1.70 [Both]
Operational Speed: ~ [Varies]


Initial Climb Rate: 23,000 ft/min
Service Ceiling: 61,150 ft.
Range: 2350nm (combat); 4250 nm (ferry) [Both]
G-Limits: -4 / +8

Armament/Hardpoints:
1x Fuselage Underside Major Bay
2x Fuselage Underside Side Bays
6x Wing Pylons [three on each wing]

[B]F-41B

Note: This system is top secret IC
Status: In-Service
Role: Home Defense Fighter
Crew: 1
Cost: $25M [F-41A]; $35M [F-41B]
Length: 54.00 ft.
Wingspan: 54.00 ft.
Height: 14.00 ft.
Empty Weight: 15,000 lb. [F-41A]; 16,000 lb. [F-41B]
Maximum Weight: 35,000 lb. [F-41A]; 42,000 lb. [F-41B]
Fuel Weight: 12,400 lb.
Armament Weight: 7,600 lb. [F-41A]; 13,600 lb. [F-41B]
Powerplant: Two LDC-AE-40A afterburning turbofan engines [F-41A]; Two LDC-AE-40B afterburning turbofan engines [F-41B]
Maximum Thrust: 45,000 lb. [F-41A]; 64,000 lb. [F-41B]
Maximum Speed @ S/L: 920 mph
Maximum Speed @ Altitude: 2,145 mph
Initial Climb Rate: 60,000 ft./min
Service Ceiling: 70,000 ft.
Range: 800nm [combat]; 1,600nm [ferry]
G-Limits: -4 / +10
Gun: 2 M31A3 HMG Cannons with 1,200 rounds per gun
Stations: 4 internal bays; side two are capable of holding 800 lb. each, fuselage two are capable of holding 3,000 lb. each [F-41A]; 4 internal bays; side two are capable of holding 800 lb. each, fuselage two are capable of holding 4,000 lb. each; 4 external wing pylons rated at 1,000 lb. each [F-41B]
Air-to-Air Armament: Standard loadout is 6 AIM-204 Escape missiles in the two side bays and either 12 AIM-120 AMRAAM, AIM-179 BVRAAM, or AIM-202 Dodsengel missiles in the fuselage bays
Air-to-Ground Armament: None [F-41A]; Can carry AARGM, AMESM, Brimstone, JASSM, JDAM II, Maverick, Storm Shadow, or dumb bombs internally and externally [F-41B]
Avionics: AN/APG-82 MMAR, AN/ASQ-240 AIRST, AN/ASQ-241 EOS [F-41A]; AN/APG-82 MMAR, AN/ASQ-238 IFTS, AN/ASQ-239 PRS, AN/ASQ-240 AIRST, AN/ASQ-241 EOS [F-41B]
ECM: AN/ALQ-229 AASPJ; IR suppression systems reducing heat signature by 1000%; 120 chaff bundles, 120 flares [F-41A]; AN/ALQ-229 AASPJ; IR suppression systems reducing heat signature by 1000%; 120 chaff bundles, 180 flares [F-41B]
Radar Signature: 0.00001 square feet

B-1B Specifications
Primary Function: Long-range, multi-role, heavy bomber
Builder: Rockwell International, North American Aircraft
Operations Air Frame and Integration: Offensive avionics, Boeing Military Airplane; defensive avionics, AIL Division
Power Plant: Four General Electric F-101-GE-102 turbofan engine with afterburner
Thrust: 30,000-plus pounds (13,500-plus kilograms) with afterburner, per engine
Length: 146 feet (44.5 meters)
Wingspan: 137 feet (41.8 meters) extended forward,
79 feet (24.1 meters) swept aft
Height: 34 feet (10.4 meters)
Weight: Empty, approximately 190,000 pounds (86,183 kilograms)
Maximum Takeoff Weight: 477,000 pounds (214,650 kilograms)
Speed: 600+ mph (Mach .92) @ 500 feet
825 mph (Mach 1.25) @ 50,000 feet
Rotate and Takeoff Speeds: 210 Gross - 119 Rotate kts / 134 kts Takeoff
390 Gross - 168 kts Rotate / 183 kts Takeoff
Landing Speeds: 210 Gross - 145 kts
380 Gross - 195 kts
Range: 7,455 miles, unrefueled
3,444 miles with normal weapons load
Ceiling: 60,000 feet (18,000 meters)
Crew: Four (aircraft commander, pilot, offensive systems officer and defensive systems officer)
Armament: NUCLEAR
CONVENTIONAL
84 Mk 62
84 MK82
30 CBU 87
30 CBU 89
30 CBU 97
12 Mk 65
PRECISION
30 WCMD
24 JDAM
12 GBU-27
12 AGM-154 JSOW
12 TSSAM

The first shell slamed down into the center of a long twenty foot trench, those inside were incenerated immediatly. That was the start of what they all knew would come. Another shell came in and blew apart the ground shaking the earth it seemed as more men died. Those alive began to run into their trenchs and foxholes as the shelling came down more dense and powerful it seemed.

Commander Tul knew now was the time as he reached for his radio hit the button and spoke.
"Unit two do you read me, commence assault repeat commence assault. Double time it, we wont hold their attention for to long and when they realize their bombs are hitting mostly empty trenchs and a small number of men they`ll turn their attention to you."

"Roger, we copy good luck sir."

A large unit of infantry had split up from the original division long before the group had halted. During first night the group drastically got smaller by almost half, the technicals and what was left moved on to make sure the enemy kept their attentions to them and the unit of technicals. Those on foot had moved around the area by cover of night and during the day trenched down. Now at night once again the unit moved into the place ready to do a full front charge into the enemy positions though they knew they would be expected before they arrived. With guns up and fully loaded the unti charged from far closer then the 18 mile mark.

Back with commander Tul the sight was almost grusome as men were trying their hardest to stay in their foxholes and keep up the diversion. They were stronge willed but some just wernt ready to die and were crying waiting for that one shell to land down and blow them apart. Commander Tul had evacuated a small ways back along with two other technicals loaded with men, those in the threnchs had to stay. The unit of trucks was almost gone as it seemed that was a main target and much of the ground surrounding the trenchs and foxholes was covered in firey smoldering craters of burnt sand as well as bodies that were more nothing then somthing as many of them had lost limbs. Screams and yells came from wounded but were silenced as more shells came in. It seemed it would never end.

OOC: Nero: So are you attacking/advancing or what?

OOC: Nero: So are you attacking/advancing or what?

OOC: A unit of 1200 that broke off from the division is advancing, the division currently is trenched down to distract from the "sneak attack". The advancing unit has no technicals but consist of 800 Infantry, 200 Anti-Armor (Or the best they got) and 200 Heavy Support. Commander Tul is in the division and a different commander is leading the unit.

Sabkhat Mali

General Burun was front and centre with the artillery as it loosed shell after shell and rocket after rocket into a sky rapidly filling with rocket exhaust. Far in the distance the whump and explosions could be heard, drifting back over the oasis.

The General was standing on a small sand dune, leaning on a palm tree, watching the five men crew of a Thunder Puncher (M112 203mm SPA) loading and firing, while one talked on a radio with an F-78B flying as a spotter somewhere high above. The Thunder Puncher was relatively small in size, with a huge gun. It moved fast and light, with only two crew members inside it, the rest following in a HEMTT that carried the huge 203mm shells.

The General's M4 C2V (Command and Control Vehicle) was sitting on the other side of the dune, rear doors open. He turned around as one of his men was gesturing for him to come closer. Burun started walking toward the vehicle and arrived at the small metal steps just as his adjutant set down his headphones and turned to the General, "AWAC's reports a sizeable enemy force moving this way, down the main highway. No armor or vehicles, just lots of insurgents. Shall I re-direct artillery?" General Burun thought for a few minutes then said, "No, send out the 309th and the Cavalry, all out attack, this ends now. Get those F-18's down here aswell. Get to it." The adjutant nodded and picked up the radio headphones, talking away.

A mile or two away from General Burun's position sat the 309th Mechanized Infantry Brigade, its tanks and IFV's lined in neat rows, with men clustered around them, close to their Officers and NCO's, ready to get going any second. In a moment's notice the tanks and vehicles fired up in unison and the lead units lurched forward, as troops were still clambering up the back ramps of APC's. The Artillery still blasted away as they moved off down the huge dusty highway.

On other roads, out to the left and right of the highway, the 401st and 402nd Armoured Cavalry also fired up their vehicles and tanks, turbines whining and diesel engines growling.

The first insurgents, those faster on their feet, were spotted by lead units of the 309th from about six miles away. The insurgents were moving without discipline, but had formed a basic line of march across the highway, using the median barriers and the odd abandoned vehicle as some sort of cover for their advance.

The 309th's Abrams tanks, 110 of them in all, were split throughout the column advancing. But a line abreast of six tanks, followed by another six, took up the front of the column, straight across the highway, edge to edge. They were the first to fire, the huge 150mm Cannon's spitting out HEAT rounds into the surface of the highway before the advancing insurgents, sending bodies flying into the air. The 20mm Hughes Co-Axial Chain Guns rattled down the highway, cutting huge chunks of concrete out of the ground and turning bodies into mush.

The tanks eventually picked up speed, leaving the other parts of the colum behind, advancing quicker now, firing on the move. The front five tanks were armred with 40mm Metal Storm APW's on the Commander's cupola, and they were remote firing millions of rounds into the lines of insurgents, steadily being cut down.

Then the first six tanks began to literally bounce and roll and tear into the insurgents, turning bodies into ragdolls that bounced and clanged off the armor or got crushed under the heavy tracks. The insurgents fired their pitiful RPG's in vain, but did nothing to the huge tanks. The AT missiles didn't do much either, most of them being detonated by the advanced CIDS (Close In Defense System). Those that got through were simply exploded by the AERBT's (Advanced Explosive Reactive Battle Tiles). The crew inside were thrown about slightly, but nothing too extreme. Two of the lead tanks got caught on the sides with plastic explosive after a couple of the cowardly terrorists blew themselves up, but the huge sideskirts simply absorbed the damage, a couple actually being blasted clean off, but doing their job nonetheless.

As the second line of six tanks entered the maelstrom, their Right and Left Weapons docks, carrying the M200 Dragon 180 Degree Napalm Flame Thrower, began to throw jets of flame outward, covering the highway in deadly, sticky Napalm infused lighted fuel, turning human bodies instantly into molten mounds of black, charred flesh.

The rest of the Division had stopped on the highway, its column stretching back for miles. Soldiers piled out of vehicles and IFV's, up onto the sides of the highway, weapons trained on the maelstrom up ahead. .50cal Rounds rang out as some insurgents made it past the twelve tanks tearing ther comrades to pieces or burning them alive. The M3 OSCW's (Objective Crew Served Weapon) mounted on the myriad of 309th vehicles to the fore pounded into the bodies of the insurgents, tearing holes the size of apples in their chest and throwing them backward.

Soldiers at the sides of the highway opened up with M240G's, M249's and SCAR's, laying down covering fire while the twelve tanks kept advancing into the oncoming waves of insurgents.

The enemy had no chance. Even if they managed to escape the twelve tanks that either cut them to pieces, blew them up or burned them alive, they'd walk straight into the path of the rest of the Division, and if they tried to escape to the left or right of the highway they'd walk right into the 401st or 402nd Armoured Cavalry. This was the beginning of the end for the remainder of the Aazadi terrorist state.

OOC: Il get a post up soon

Bump

OOC: Im just waiting for Spiz cause from what I see on Hirgs advance theres nothing I can post except my troops being ripped to peices, so when Spiz replies I'll get a responce up on him and on you Hirg. Before anything goes further though I'll need to let you know my soviet forces are going to get involved to 'liberate' the U.A.E. in their image so before you get any ideas, the soviets will neutral against the Aazad and their forces will only control Abu Dhabi as a military and trade navel port city.

The enemy had the Confederates pinned down in the cover of there landing hovercrafts, they couldnt get up the beach to get the enemy out of the obvious fortified ruins of the buildings, fortunately they wouldnt have to.
"Talon Strike, this is Charlie Sierra Four, requesting burnout, low yield ordanance""
"This is talon strike, acknoledged, dropping across the top of the beach, low yield ordanance"

The orbiting B-1B lancers began paying out numerous Laser Guided 100kg Firebombs which fell towards the locations that were being illuminated by "Pathfinder" bombers in the same squadron, they would burn the enemy out of there posistions without causing serious risk of injury to allied personel. The Confederate Army could be ruthless if it wanted to be, and this was one of the few situations inwhich it wanted to be.

OOC: Nero: I'd love to know how your going to get your USR troops into the UAE?

OOC: Nero: I'd love to know how your going to get your USR troops into the UAE?

OOC: Havn't figured that one out yet, so its a maybe. If I do though, they will not conflict against your troops, so-as to say they will not attack your troops unless you attack them. All I want to do there is establish a soviet navy force and trade between the two territories. (I`ll respond in a sec. im trying to figure my military weapons and numbers for the soviet army.)

OCC: Spizana you need to get with the program and keep up. Your troops on Palm Tree Island should be beyond dead from the bombing run I made a few posts up. I cut a swath following the river through Dubai 1/2 mile wide the length of town. Please post a reflection of this bombing run. Now before you get angry, I did ask you to move before I bombed.

Nerotika did I miss a post reflecting the artillery barrage on the troops that managed to make it across the river that were moving south on DZ ALPHA?

OOC:
You DID WHAT? You killed an entire regiment of confederate soldiers? You will pay for that. Whether or not you asked me to move, you bombed a location that had nine or ten active confederate hovercraft transponders at it? This is a case of a thousand murders of the first degree.
What happened to that square of area you werent meant to bomb? You telling me you bombed areas known to be under my control?

OOC:
You DID WHAT? You killed an entire regiment of confederate soldiers? You will pay for that. Whether or not you asked me to move, you bombed a location that had nine or ten active confederate hovercraft transponders at it? This is a case of a thousand murders of the first degree.
What happened to that square of area you werent meant to bomb? You telling me you bombed areas known to be under my control?
[OOC: Not his fault you're not paying attention/reading the posts/whatever. Pay attention and follow the flow of things. They discussed it ICly for like half a page before actually going through with it, giving you ample time to post a reply to either get the troops out of there or ICly ignore the warnings. Tough cookie.]

OCC: Your chose not to move, my units were and still are under direct threats by armor. If I didn't take out all possible bridge heads and yes the areas your people where in, I would have had armor on the South side of the river w/no heavy units other than my airdrop tanks to engage them. Not to mention your Regiment and COH forces would have been flanked and cut to pieces. This also would have allowed for a possible overrun of the DZ by Aazadi forces. Which was not acceptable at all. I am not going to take a chance and loose an entire division because a regiment of yours refuses to move. When you calculate your losses to what could have happened, it was deemed acceptable by my men on the ground. Making me pay for this? Logically it was the only choice to make. I warned you that I was going to bomb, this strike didn't call for JDAM's it needed carpetbombing to ensure the enemy groundforces were adequately dealt with.

Now if you want to engage my forces feel free to do so. But don't throw out idle threats you don't intend to follow through with. I am ready for the political fallout from this action, fire off a press conference, call an international investigation, whatever you want to do is fine with me. I have two weeks off as of Friday, I will have plenty of time to RP a war with Spizania starting next Tuesday afternoon if you would like.

OOC: Spizania: It was me that created the 'box' in the area your forces were supposed to be, that area was not to be fired upon directly by my naval guns, but bare in mind the box was small and the guns are large, so your forces would have suffered casualties, and since my bombardment is still ongoing, any of your forces moving outside of that box, should one or two of them, by a miracle, still be alive, would be blown into red mist. I would also advise you to take Haw's actions as necessary, which they were. Call for investigations and etc, but remember, if you fancy trying anything stupid, I have Four Army Corps winding their merry way into the UAE, and they will defend Hawdawgian forces and COH forces in Dubai against ANY aggressors.

OOC: I just realized that the upper palm island is right below the river in which my armored unit is at... there is a way I can go around the river. Sad that it took this long for me to look at a map of the city but just so you know im going to be mobilizing remaining armored units around the river bend and into the downtown city, also this area is heaviely residential so a bombing run would distory alot of the city, somthing I wouldn't recommend if your trying to get the civilians on your side.

Also, Spizania I believe as a neighboring muslim country we can set aside differences and work against the coalition. I mean they obviously dont care for the safety of your soldiers.

And one more thing, I will be moving soviet troops in by sea thanks to Japan who is willing to loan me transport ships. They are peacekeepers only going to Abu Dhabi so please do not show them hostilities as they are not there to do anything more then secure a port city and oil trade reserves for the Soviet Republics.
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Dubai, UAE

The armored division awaited their final orders, already seven tanks were being moved down the highway to go around the river which they expected resistance from anti-armor units. The tanks waiting near the river had begun to move toward the makeshift bridges without much exchange from artillary though an expected attack was soon to come as whistles from nearby bombs sounded by the Palm Island and planes flew overhead.

The tanks on the highway moved with as much speed as they could gather, troops were piling ontop of them and preparing an all out offensive in the city. The numbers of troops preparing was that of a small unit, 142 in all they would not do any damage if they could not gather support from the local civilians who still resided in the city.

On the river those who had begun to swim across were receiving heavy artillary fire some of it being muffled by the water but it was doing damage mainly to moral. Many of the soldiers saw here everything they feared awaiting them on the other side. Some begun to dessert the unit but in the water it was impossible to tell the enemy that. The artillary blew apart hundreds of men leaving floating bodies to wash up on shore or out to sea. Some had made it to the other side but were either hurt physically or their moral was distroyed and in both cases the men would give up leaving those loyal in small numbers.

Though in small numbers they were ready to die and once the unit had made it to shore it numbered around four hundred all running into the city with guns up ready to engage any enemy they found.

(Basically, four hundred men have begun to assualt troops on the other side of the river. 147 troops along with 7 tanks are moving around the highway to attack the city from the southern entrances, 8 tanks are moving across the single bridge that is up but I didn't see if you had bombed them yet or not. Sabkhat Mali is now a graveyard for thousands of dead insurgents except for Commander Tul and a unit of 200, most of which are desserting.)

{Desserting is the word for when a soldier runs away from the army right?}

OOC: Spizania: It was me that created the 'box' in the area your forces were supposed to be, that area was not to be fired upon directly by my naval guns, but bare in mind the box was small and the guns are large, so your forces would have suffered casualties, and since my bombardment is still ongoing, any of your forces moving outside of that box, should one or two of them, by a miracle, still be alive, would be blown into red mist. I would also advise you to take Haw's actions as necessary, which they were. Call for investigations and etc, but remember, if you fancy trying anything stupid, I have Four Army Corps winding their merry way into the UAE, and they will defend Hawdawgian forces and COH forces in Dubai against ANY aggressors.

Just because i refuse to withdraw, it does not give him an excuse to wipe out an entire army group that was sent into Dubai to assist, hes killed them all, the wrath of the Confederacy is not so easily turned aside as to be blunted by thinly veiled threats.
OCC: Your chose not to move, my units were and still are under direct threats by armor. If I didn't take out all possible bridge heads and yes the areas your people where in, I would have had armor on the South side of the river w/no heavy units other than my airdrop tanks to engage them. Not to mention your Regiment and COH forces would have been flanked and cut to pieces. This also would have allowed for a possible overrun of the DZ by Aazadi forces. Which was not acceptable at all. I am not going to take a chance and loose an entire division because a regiment of yours refuses to move. When you calculate your losses to what could have happened, it was deemed acceptable by my men on the ground. Making me pay for this? Logically it was the only choice to make. I warned you that I was going to bomb, this strike didn't call for JDAM's it needed carpetbombing to ensure the enemy groundforces were adequately dealt with.

Now if you want to engage my forces feel free to do so. But don't throw out idle threats you don't intend to follow through with. I am ready for the political fallout from this action, fire off a press conference, call an international investigation, whatever you want to do is fine with me. I have two weeks off as of Friday, I will have plenty of time to RP a war with Spizania starting next Tuesday afternoon if you would like.
A single regiment was when i thought you had just bombed the palm tree island, but now that i know that you flattened going on the entire city, that figure rises rather steeply into the tens of thousands range, plus huge amounts of equipment and civilians. And have you never heard of tactical air support, last time i checked the "coalition" had total air superiority, you could have used tactical aircraft to deploy ordanance like Brimstones, which butcher tanks without levelling the entire city they are in.
No, you have gone to far this time, the anger of the confederate people wont be settled by an "inquiry", there will have to be blood spilled.

IC:
The wings of allied bombers began dropping there ordanance, flying abreast across the city, through the Aazadi, and then into the Spizanian Controlled Areas, vaporising entire blocks of secured buildings, killing thousands of civilians and hundreds of troops with each such explosion. Army group headquarters at the landing site went without ninety seconds, hit by multiple bombs and reduced to rubble, that meant that the highest ranking officer killed in the campaign was now a three star General, one of those hadnt been lost in years. The nearly defenceless troops were caught flatfooted by this betrayl. Only one of the three AAA Regiments in the division had actually deployed there Surface To Air Missile launchers, they were the only defence capable of hitting high flying bombers.
As the explosions drew near the dispersed arc of the sixteen Praetorian II Launcher trucks, the commanding officer simply hit the launcher master control, emergeancy firing all 320 of the regiments PII missiles at the only targets in the sky, the "allied" bombers. They flew off the launcher rails and went to active guidance just as the wall of falling bombs reached the launchers, wiping them out and adding there crews to the long list of dead from this op that was supposedly going to be easy. The bombing run was over in a matter of minutes, but an entire army had been reduced to a few hundred survivors, who mostly shook in there partially caved in dugouts, too emotionally distraught to move, a few of them did however get up and move to try and help some of there comrades that had somehow survived, atleast temporarily in collapsed structures and even out on the streets.
One particularily distressing image of the slaughter was of a confederate soldier from the Dragoon Guards running down a street, an L6 LSW over his soldier as the bombs caught up with him from behind. Another was of the burning flames of a divisional supply depot set up in a block of buildings that had once been one of Dubaiis main post officers, hundreds of burning vehicles were scattered around, with shellshocked survivors crying over the bodies of dead comrades or desperately trying to save the wounded. These and many other emotional photos were beamed by the few surviving war corespondants to there section heads and from there to Newspapers and TV stations across the Confederacy, and numerous other states in the world.
This supposudly easy campagin was turning into one of the most costly affairs in confederate history. An entire army had been reduced to nothing for no useful purpose. The Confederate Government seemed aghast as how to respond. They seemed to be denying the fact that one of there premier military formations had been reduced to bone and dust.

Command Centre #1
Middle Eastern Command
Jerusalem, Israel

The live images of the destruction rained down on Dubai was being transmitted via real-time satellite imagery and UAVs operating in the general area to the command centre where the Cottish military leaders of the Middle Eastern Command, the unit responsible for the command of the Cottish forces in Arabia, watched. When the Hawdawgian and Hirgizstani bombers started carpet-bombing Dubai, the officers from the Royal Cottish Air Force that had once been bomber pilots knew that there would be friendly fire. You just could not deliver so large amounts of munitions against the area without hitting at least some friendlies. The Hawdawgians and Hirgizstanians knew this as well, and they had issued warnings to the Spizanians to clear the area lest they wanted to be hit. The Spizanians hadn't done so, and therefore their sense of pride and, in the minds of several Cottish generals, their stupidity had left the Cottish allies little choice. Still, not even the RCAF officers were prepared for the level of friendly fire that was being delivered. From the looks of it, an entire Spizanian Army was being levelled. There would have to be at least some form of retribution.

"Hva i helvete gjør vi nå?" [What the fuck do we do now?] A general asked, observing the images on the massive monitor mounted on the wall of the buried reinforced bunker.

"De kommer til å slå tilbake. Dette har nettopp utviklet seg fra en anti-terror aksjon til en skikkelig krig." [They'll retaliate. This just evolved from a counter-terrorism operation to all-out war.] A colonel replied quietly, to which another officer spoke.

"Vi må øke beredskapen. Dersom Spizania bestemmer seg for at Oktoberalliansen har angrepet er vi under direkte trussel fra Spizania. Jeg anbefaler en umiddelbar stigning til BERSTAT-3." [We must increase our readiness. If Spizania decides that the October Alliance is responsible for the attack, we're under direct threat from Spizania. I recommend an immediate BERSTAT-3.]

"Bifalles!" [I concur!]

The commanding officer just nodded. With that, the Middle Eastern Command went to BERSTAT-3, the highest peacetime readiness condition, and the Cottish military forces in the Middle East were deployed. Fighter patrols were increased, warships started conducting more intense patrols and inspections, soldiers deployed to the field and the Suez Canal was temporarily closed down for civilian traffic. It was up to the Spizanians how this would go from here.

OOC: Spiz, don't act rashly. You are in no position whatsoever to threaten any TOA nation. Your forces, from sheer stupidity and misplaced pride, refused to remove themselves from positions they knew to be crucial to destroy in any air war, and myself and Hawdawg acted accordingly, in order to save our own forces and ensure the terrorists would not win. Being in the position you were, and refusing to move, put the entire campaign against the terrorists at risk.

There are several nations around the world that see you as a nuisance and a waste of space, and I am sure they could see you attacking us as more reason to get rid of you. Naturally, if you should open hostilities you would be destroyed, utterly and without mercy, in a very short space of time. This is no threat, simply what would happen should you act foolishly.

I'm sure that some agreement can be come to. I would be willing to discuss some form of compensation, unofficially of course, for your lost troops and their families.

And to Nero, USR troops will be fired upon should they consider landing in the UAE and allied forces will see any attempt to land USR troops by any nation as a direct act of war.


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Sabkhat Mali

The main highway looked like a scene from hell. Smoke rose from blackened craters on the highway, and from the dusty sides. Just over a thousand insurgent bodies lay strewn across the highway and the desert that bordered it. Some were simply torn apart, others riddled with bullet holes, some limbless, others burnt until they were black and flaky.

Twelve M1A5 tanks had done most of the damage and they sat, proud but dirty, on the side of the highway, their sweat and grime covered crews walking, half-dazed about the black-top, chatting here and there to other Division soldiers and Officers. The twelve tanks themselves had taken a helluva beating. Most were blackened with explosions and their hulls were coated in blood mixed with dust, some of the sideskirts were gone or hanging off and the bustle racks were dented and busted, with nearly all of the stowage burnt or damaged somehow. Limbs and other body parts were caught up in the running gear and under the sideskirts. Explosions of blood and guts lay over the front mantle were the tanks had simply run people over.

For over one thousand dead insurgents there was only ten dead COH Soldiers, and twenty five wounded. For every dead soldier, one hundred insurgents, or thereabouts had been killed. Two Stryker Vehicles and an Officer's Hummer had also been disabled by RPG fire, but that was it.

Now the 401st and 402nd Armoured Cavalry were out hunting down any insurgents who were retreating or deserting.

General Burun was pleased greatly with the outcome. But this wasn't over, there was still a lot to do. A plan for Dubai had already been drawn up while still at Harad, now it would be put into practice.

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Bandar-E-Lengeh, Iranian Eurasia

The General patted the huge orange bomb, a smile spreading across his wrinkled hawk face. He could only pat a small part of it, just over the bright Hirgizstanian Flag, emblazoned on all the bombs, and the little bit of writing below that read, 'Bye, Bye Baby!' The bombs were manufactured by several different companies but all had the same flag and text beneath it, adding to the kick the ground crews got out of loading the 45ft long, 30,000lb monster known as the 'MOP', or Massive Ordnance Penetrator.

It came standard with a 28,000lb HE warhead, capable of penetrating beneath 800 metres of reinforced concrete. A Nitro-Glyercine warhead of the same weight had also been developed, the NGE being frozen and embedded with a small high heat melting device that would melt the NGE before exploding it, creating an explosion of a magnitude seldom seen.

Hundreds of the big orange bombs sat on loading pallets in a cavernous warehouse, bathed now in a cobalt blue from the bright Eurasian sky. On the tarmac outside the air was alive and buzzing with the sound of mighty B-52H engines, flaring after landing and whining as they taxied. They were being flown in day and night from Africa, two hundred of them. They lined the main runways and occupied all the empty hangars. They had a distinct mission, and soon they'd depart, and it would go down in history, never to be forgotten, always remembered any time the COH went to war again.

OOC: I dont know what you are worried about, thanks to this disaster, i nolonger have the capability to wage a conventional war on any large scale, thats ten percent of the entire Regular Confederate Army, and god knows how much material.
And id like some losses from those 320 Praetorians i fired, unless the troops you just killed arent allowed to return fire.

IC:
With more reinforcements inbound, the survivors of the initial strike simply tended to the wounded and waited, the reserve division for the operation was being shipped in to guard the border, while squadrons of fighters flew low overhead, maintaining a CAP over the area that would hopefully discourage any further "friendly" bombing strikes or insurgent activities over what was left of the Confederate Controlled Area, which had mostly been reduced to a rubble pile, strewn with hundreds of thousands of corpses, either in civilian clothing or in Confederate Army BDU. The will of the Confederate Military to continue the campaign had been broken, it would simply hold on to what it had gained and be thankful that the "allied" nations hadnt moved more troops in to take control of these areas.
The reserve scattered along the line of furthest of advance in the Dubai sector, and began the process of buidling a barrier, first out of sandbags and prefab fencing, that would be replaced with more elaborate structures.
Elsewhere on the front units stopped there advance, now in the desert on the western side of the river in all the other sectors and began to construct a border fence that would stretch from the coast to the southern border of the UAE, the cassus belli of the operation had been furfilled, and now they simply had to minimise the losses, which were already five times what had been projected. These areas would be incorporated into the Confederacy, no fly zones for all unauthorised traffic was declared, and a flotilla of patrol craft were brought down the river and began patrolling the new areas territorial waters. The campaign was over, there allies would have to finish the job themselves.
Meanwhile all diplomatic contacts were being cut between Hawdawg, Hirgystan and Spizania, they would have no further business with these butchers. However the Wrath of the Spizani would have to wait for another day
OOC: Ive claimed all the territories i have advanced over, which means everything east of the river plus however far my units that were crossing got, Dubai was the only place our forces met yet i believe.

As the HAF B-1B's streaked across the sky AA missiles leapt into the air from ground-based units. The lead bomber in Flight Group Blue had just cleared its racks of bombs when the warning lights for a missile launch lit up the console.

Pilot: "What the hell, the Aazadi aren't supposed to have any AA capabilities."

Defensive Weapons Officer (DWO): "Sir, it isn't coming from mapped Aazadi positions. It's the Spizanian's."

Pilot: "DWO, do something!"

DWO: "Roger, deploying chaff bundles now. Chaff away. Targets have hit chaff, they have flown through the chaff and are homing again sir. Where are those damn EF-177 SEAD escorts? Impact in three, two,........"

Little did Flight Group Blue know the SEAD Escorts had been recalled to fly with the B-7C Incubus bombers, as they had been deemed more important to protect than the B-1B Flights. A fire ball engulfed the lead bomber as a missile cut a center section from the plane. Jet fuel spewed from cracks in the fuselage, igniting into a instant deathtrap for the ill-fated crew. Flight Group Blue took the blunt of the hit with five bombers completely destroyed and eight with significant damage but still flying. Flight Group Green directly behind Blue lost four B-1B's to the AA assault, a dark cloud hung over the Hawdawg Bomber Fleet upon its return to Bases in Iran and Pakistan.



Losses:

9 B-1B's Destroyed
12 B-1B's significantly damaged (returning to base unrepairable after emergency landings.)
47 KIA (crews)

OOC: Nerotika my bombing run took out everything a quarter mile on either side of the river. I carpet-bombed a swath from the sea through the city to at least a mile outside of town. Any bridge still intact or under construction before I came through is now down. The MOAB's I dropped made sure of that. Any units inside that rainfall of bombs should by all rights be dead. I don't accept a bridge being left for tanks to cross, that was the whole idea behind me cutting a swath through town.

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Green Zone 1/2 Click North of DZ ALPHA

The Scout-Sniper Unit Tango-six sat motionless in its hide neatly hidden in plain-site amongst numerous outcroppings of broken concrete and twisted steel. As the spotter glassed the banks of the river, the combined artillery and naval gunfire raked the insurgents swimming the river. Many men died in the water, but it seemed the survivors that made it across where hell bent on "jihad".

The two men waited until the leaders of the group began to rally men for the frontal assault on ALPHA. Carefully the spotter glassed the forces, then it came.

"Range, 900 meters. Check that 950 meters. Wind 5. Wind 8. Wind 5. You have a shot."

CRACK. The action of the .50 caliber Barrett ejected its empty casing while ramming a fresh round into the chamber. In the spotting scope an Insurgent Leader trying to form up a squad lay cut in half by the round. The carcass had sprayed blood all over the assembled unit that was now crawling about looking for cover. Having performed this demoralizing act on the Insurgents the SS team crawled from its hide and carefully retreated to the sanctuary of DZ ALPHA as long range mortar rounds and HIMARS Rockets began to pound the advancing line of enemy forces. Soon they would be in range of the M8's and smaller crew served Mortars.

OOC: Sorry 'bout that, suppose I am a little time delayed. I'll post a loss right now.

The Aazadi soldiers began to move when the humming sound of incoming aircraft turned their attentions to the skies which were now filled with bombers. They truned to run but to no avail as the bombing began to wipe the Aazad off the face of the earth it seemed. What was before moving vehicles now layed burning carcusses of twisted metal and burning flesh. There were no survivors it seemed, as there was nothing to survive in. Everything had been distroyed, from buildings to small holes to the armoed units the Aazad thought might help. Aazad soldiers, or what was left of them, now litterd the burning crater filled streets all scorched witch faces of horror. Those that did manage to somehow live the attack watched in pain the deaths of hundreds of their brothers in arms, they saw everyone they once talked to die before them. A normal man would desert under these conditions but this only enraged those few survivors to the point of no return, leaving their fallen comrades the 98 survivor unit gathered in the burning streets to watch on the other side of the river planes going down.
When the first plane fell out of the sky it wasn't noticed but the second one gained strength back in the beaten Aazadi troops and as another fell they cheered, now prepared to die as they seen so many do a moment ago. Their commander lay dead along with all secondary commanders, their armored desimated and their large numbers was reduced to the smallest unit any of these men have even been apart of. How they would fight with 98 soldiers they did not know, but they knew they would try and that would certainly place the enemy coalition in a confusing state.

On the Palm Island though everything was diffrent, hundred of men had just wittnessed what seemed an imposability, the Island had been distoryed, it was sinking into the gulf like a boat and along with it allies of the coalition. The Spizanians had taken causulties equal to that of the Aazad, from to looks of things the Aazad were no longer the threat to the enemy coalition and as those hundreds on the island were killed by the bombers they would drop their weapons to make amends with the currently living Spizanians. As the bombs came down on them they dissapeared with the island and everything was set in place for revenge on the coalition from Aazadi forces and Spizanians.
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Kirov, United Soviet Republics, Russia

"How dare they. An act of war, this territory is a war ground against terrorist groups and they say a peacful landing by our units is an act of war. Damn them DAMN THEM ALL. Screw it, were going ahead with our plans to claim the U.A.E., they already got Ash Sharqiyah we arn't going to loose all oil trade in the middle east." Vitaly Kustrovitz shouted enraged by the declarations of Cotland and Hirgizstan.

A unit of fifty thousand would deploy to Japan as soon as transportation was cleared up, that unit along with seventeen KA-50 support copters and, if the Japanese would allow aircraft carriers to be used, twenty seven MiG-27K's and twenty A-10's would also be used all fully armed [details later on]. As the first Soviet military action they would make sure failure was not an option. Every move was covered from spies, every transmission coded to the point of it making it hard for even the translators to get the messages. The movement would not be detected no matter the cost, infact for them it could not be detected.
When transportation was cleared up the soviet army would move out by air transport to A Japanese port off Serbia, after that Japan would decide on further actions.

OOC: Nero: You need to make sure Pys is willing to perhaps start a war to transport your troops to a territory that is not really under your control anymore. You seem to have a habbit of doing things without his permission, so I would like proof he's going along with this.

My advice to you is very simply, UAE, apart from the area Spiz wants, belongs to myself and Hawdawg now. Leave it at that, because no matter what you do, you won't get it back.

By the way, do you have any terrorists/insurgents in Abu Dhabi or anywhere else in the UAE or have you just the few (98 according to you) left in Dubai?

OOC: Nero: You need to make sure Pys is willing to perhaps start a war to transport your troops to a territory that is not really under your control anymore. You seem to have a habbit of doing things without his permission, so I would like proof he's going along with this.

My advice to you is very simply, UAE, apart from the area Spiz wants, belongs to myself and Hawdawg now. Leave it at that, because no matter what you do, you won't get it back.

By the way, do you have any terrorists/insurgents in Abu Dhabi or anywhere else in the UAE or have you just the few (98 according to you) left in Dubai?

OOC: Theres only 98 in Dubai and the entire city of Abu Dhabi is controlled by Aazad. They are recruiting there so numbers are unknowen but for the sake of the argument you can round them as 40,000.

[OOC: Get your facts straight. I made no threats against you in case you land troops (that I can remember atm).]

Bandar-E-Lengeh

Darkness had fallen early over the desert, Christmas was fast approaching and the warm and long evenings were turning into long and freezing nights. But the change of season didn't deter the thousands of Air Force ground crewmen who had spent the day, since 6am, loading bombs into huge B-52H Aircraft that were lined up along the main four runways of the huge Naval and Air Force base overlooking the waters of the Gulf.

The orders for the mission had been signed the night before, by the Fuhrer personally, due to the missions nature. He had signed it electrically from Oslo where he was attending the wedding of the new Royals. The hawkish General sat in the Main Control Tower overlooking the sprawling base, spotlights and floodlights bathing the area in a bright white light.

It was close to 10pm when the last bombers had been loaded with their mixed cargo. Each B-52H, sitting proud, some in desert camouflage, others in the normal grey color, was armed with four MOP's, 30,000lbs of devastating penetrative force, and one hundred 500lb Dumb Iron bombs. There were 200 planes in all, lined up at angles around the airbase, with their crews walking around, performing their pre-flight checks.

The nose art on many of the aircraft was colorfol and the tail unit designations showed aircraft that were present from many different units throughout the Commonwealth, some from Lusaka, others from Sudan, and a couple from the Seychelles. Some of the nose-art was newly painted and carried a poignant message, it showed the now inconic pictures of the smoking Cottish Embassy and beside it showed a wolf preparing to pounce, with a text that read, 'For the Cots, for Huamnity. Prepare to Pay Up.'

On the home front the war had been going down extremely well, especially given the relative numbers of casualties. So far just over 60 troops had died, with around twice as much wounded/injured, and an entire swath of the middle east had already been liberated and handed to its rightful owners, the Eurasians. Muslim groups were simply ecstatic.

News of the Aazadi's defeat in Dubai had also gone done well, albeit it was still sinking in, especially for the troops occupying positions near the city. They had come to do a job, and by God they had done it. But a thorn, literally, still remained in the side of the UAE, in the side of the righteous. That thorn was named Abu Dhabi, a modern day Sodom or Gamorrah. Few civilians, if any, still occupied the town, and those 'civilians' that did probably supported the terrorists that ruled the roost there. But just like God wiped out Sodom and Gomorrah, the righteous would wipe out the modern day scourge that plagued a once great city, their destruction would be heralded around the earth for years to come, and wise people would say, 'Behold what happens!'

Like so many buzzards taking off to search out their prey, the two hundred B-52's lurhced, one by one, down the four runways at Bandar-E-Lengeh, and leaped into the sky, heading south-west, over the darkened Gulf.

F-78B's and F-18E's and G's from the 15th Fleet joined the armada in the sky for protection, not that they'd need it. But it was better safe than sorry in the end.

It took the guts of two hours for the two hundred mighty B-52's to reach their IP's, where the crews and AEWCC operators did their final preparations, arming weapons and confirming target locks.

The first planes to fire after the IP was a pair of F-78's, flying down low at 15,000ft. They launched four AGM-158 JASSM's at the two bridges connecting the mainland to the main parts of Abu-Dhabi. The missiles streaked away into the night, their fire trails dissappearing into the pitch black dark, and then the Gulf waters below suddenly erupted in light as the missiles struck the two bridges, collapsing their centres. It was an impressive light show, but from up at 35,000ft, the B-52's crews couldn't see all that much, and were much too focused on their own missions to really have a good look.

Their mission was a big one, a most important one, and a brilliant but destructive one. They were to sink the entire city of Abu-Dhabi, to return it to the water from whence it came. The MOP munitions would strike the very foundations of the island, and topple the biggest, heaviest and tallest buildings, hopefully destroying the whole island, or at least making it unstable and uninhabitable, and perhaps turning the whole place into a firestorm that would engulf the evil that infested the whole place.

And so at around midnight the first MOP's were dropped, four from each B-52, which also released their one hundred 500lb Iron Bombs, for good measure.

With so much force and firepower, it was hoped nothing would be left of the city, and even if the city still stood, nothing inside it could survive the onslaught.

DZ ALPHA

Colonel Gibbs dropped the cigar from his mouth when the fresh satellite data came across his laptop. The utter destruction the bombing runs had laid down on Dubai were beyond catastrophic. Remnants of the fighting force advancing on ALPHA once a force numbering hundreds were scarcely a hundred strong. IFV's and M8 Buford's rolled out towards the River to actively "mop up" any resistance these shell-shocked insurgents might throw up. The battle for all practical purposes was finished, except for the sinking of Dubai. This stuff fell under the Air Force task list, Colonel Gibbs only had to worry with finishing off the remaining enemy pockets of resistance. Slowly units pulled out of the defensive network at ALPHA and promptly cordoned-off the escape routes from the city. The fierce combat once had in Dubai would now turn into a turkey shoot.

"The day will dawn that our holy land will be Islam."

The sheikh of the Abu Dhabi occupying force stood staring openly at the skies. He awaited the bombing runs the coalition would predictably make, this time though his men who moments ago were policing the streets now hid underground in designated positions all across the island made city. It would be impossible, as well as impractical, for the coalition to bomb the islands but the Aazad had learned by now the coalition was all about being impractical. They had killed of their allies so their own men could sleep in their already armored units far from action. Honor less pigs.

Sheikh Usama Talha stood with a radio in his hands and a number of AK-47 wielding guards behind him, the number unknown as well as those he commanded in the city. Usama had taken control of Aazadi actions when King Khalid fell under the former leaders failure to protect it. The radio he held was broadcasting to all radios inside the city, for citywide propaganda usage and Usama intended on using it.

Usama turned the radio on and spoke, the first explosions from the coalition attack had taken out bridges all along the islands. His voice shook the city awake as many Aazad soldiers and loyalist turned and listened ignoring the bombings blowing apart their escape routs.

"All who obay Allah and the messanger, then they will be in the company of those on whom Allah has bestowed his grace, of the prophets, the Siddiqun, the martyrs and the righteous. And how excellent these companions are. Oh Allah, Allah Akbar. To you we give our lives, for you we sacrifice ourselves in the name of the prophet and Allah we choose to become martyrs for the holy land."

Usama repeated this four times even as the bombings grew more intense he continued to pray out to Allah and along with him sat silently tens of thousands of Aazadi soldiers and loyalist.

"At the end of the day we still live, we will not be defeated by this coalition. Prepare yourselves martyrs, you are shells for Allah to use in our Jihad."

Usama grasped his weapon tightly as an explosion went of two blocks from his position on the large island. The men were ready, if the coalition fought with honor and sent in ground units they would meet a fierce defense the likes of which would triple the carnage in Dubai. The Aazad Movement was at its last and they were not going to die off as easy as Dubai did. If any air units flew over the city they would be fired at, though useless it would get a point across. They weren't going anywhere.

Casualties from the initial bombings were being rounded at 700. Full detailed numbers of Aazad Soldiers were at the current moment including loyalist being numbered at 120,000. (The 40,000 was just a guesstimate for the sake of argument.)

OOC: Umm...I didn't quite understand the bombing post Hirg but I did the best I could. Also so you know, there are no armored units in the city, its all ground infantry but they are using IED loaded cars roadside bombs and of course suicide bombers.

OOC: Well a MOP is 30,000lbs of pure destruction, able to penetrate to 800 metres before detonating, i.e. it would wreck the very foundations of Abu Dhabi and cause massive amounts of destruction, unprecedented so far, on the surface. 800 in all were dropped, plus 20,000 500lb Iron Bombs. There would be a lot more destruction than you RP'd. They city would be pretty much a shell.

OOC: Well a MOP is 30,000lbs of pure destruction, able to penetrate to 800 metres before detonating, i.e. it would wreck the very foundations of Abu Dhabi and cause massive amounts of destruction, unprecedented so far, on the surface. 800 in all were dropped, plus 20,000 500lb Iron Bombs. There would be a lot more destruction than you RP'd. They city would be pretty much a shell.

OOC: Wait, ok I understand the strength of the bomb but first off I have been watching these posts go by without question. Here I am going to ask, how the hell you expect me to believe you have the military fundings to buy 800 of those and waist them all on a single city, as well as being able to fund a full military presence, buy all those tanks you used ealier and buy the simple bullets for your guns. If you can explain to me how you intend of funding your obviously massive attacks I would like to know, another thing as well. Do you expect me to believe that the international community is perfectly fine with you blowing a city apart to its simple foundations? Just cause your a TOA member does not make your desisions automatically accepted throughout the community, only because the Aazad are not my major militay as much as the U.S.R. is now I will let these attacks slide without questioning godmodding.

Also from the sound of things, this bombing would equal that of the distruction from an A-Bomb.

OOC: I've conducted bigger attacks before. 200 Planes and 800 MOP's is nothing, small change to the military. Defense Budget is, at the moment over $50 Trillion and I also have a healthy trade surplus of $4.55 Trillion. My economy is booming. The tanks I used are not even a full Army, just four Corps of the 30th Army. The forces expended so far during ODS (Operation Desert Storm) are minute in the grand scheme of things. (Plus, 800 of the MOP's is nothing, even if they cost $1 Million each I could easily, very easily in fact, afford 800 of them.)

As for the international 'community', of which there isn't one in E2, and if there was, I couldn't care less what they think. If I was to attack you in Russia, where you have your pathetic little soviet style army, destruction would be much, much worse. Think of a steamroller crushing a mosquito.

Equal to the bombing of an A-Bomb? Probably, but with no fall-out, and you don't have to RP the destruction of the actual island of Abu Dhabi, thats up to you, as it yours, well sort of.

I suggest you just get on with the RP instead of lamenting the fact that I can do what I did.

OOC: Fine, whatever. The Aazad are all but done in my eyes anyways, I'm more concerned with my U.S.R.. All I was saying is that your going to extremes to eliminate the Aazad and what your doing is destroying thousands upon thousands of civilian houses and/or work places. In Abu Dhabi the bombings wouldn't have done anything to civilians but the Dubai attacks would have killed thousands of civilians who before then would have greeted you as liberators. You realize the news of you killing off civilians and destroying houses will not gain popular support.


The wreckage of Abu Dhabi showed the coalition strength rather well, there were limited survivors but out of 120,000 it numbered 30,000. Though islands were now craters of their former selves the main island stood, damaged and cleared, but still stood. Sheikh Usama managed to live through the carnage and short wave radios lived as well, organizing those living was no hard at all and so they prepared to build one last defense. If protecting a city would cause such destruction they would have to find a way to meet the enemy outside a city, outside civilian territory.

The unit of 30,000 would not be able to move without scattering and so they did just that, 15,000 would scatter into the lower U.A.E. and incite public outcry, 15,000 would go into the upper U.A.E. to build a force and take what remained of Dubai. Usama would leave to the lower U.A.E.

Ruweis, UAE

General Burun stood looking out over the waters of the Persian Gulf. In the far distance, off to the right he could still see the pall of smoke rising above the city of Abu Dhabi. A couple of CV-22's roared in overhead, the door gunners hanging out over their guns, looking down at the troops at the harbor. Some CH-53's banked in further south, heading for a large stadium south of the port.

General Burun had organized the aircraft coming in, they were re-supplying his forces before the four Corps split up in their separate directions.
The General lifted a pair of binoculars up to his eyes and scanned the sea from left to right. There were a couple of Iowa Class Battleships and some other warships out on the ocean, invisible to the naked eye due to the sun haze sitting on the ocean. They were moving lazily through the deep blue waters.

A couple of gunshots rang out somewhere in the city. It was either terrorists or some stupid civilian taking potshots. That wouldn't be the first time. In fact, earlier in the day the General had had to disperse a protest of sorts, when word got around of what had happend in Abu Dhabi. But the Psy Command troops were soon on the case. They had been airdropping leaflets from the first day of the Operation and were now conducting public relations operations in all the cities they came to. For the most part it was going well, the former Elephantum citizens were happy to see something being done about the terrorists that had infested the country like maggots in an open wound.

The General walked back up the beach, his personal security team following him all the way back to the M4 C2V. There was only the one Intel Officer in there, staring intently at a bank of screens, UAV images displayed on each one. The General jumped up the two steps, "Are they still moving out?"

The Intel Officer nodded and pointed at the screens in turn. They showed gaggles of insurgents moving out, technicals nearby. Some of the screens simply showed what looked like civilians, whether they were or not remained to be seen, disguising themselves as civilians was an old trick of terrorists the world over. Research usually showed that civilians tried to stay close to civilization, and there were parts of Abu Dhabi, on the outskirts, not touched by the bombing, that's were they'd be if they'd any sense. But the people on the screens seemed to be exiting completely from the city, out into the desert.

It didn't really matter were they were going, the plan to invade the whole country by the four Corps led them to all areas of the country, out to the interior, and up north, as well as down south. If they were terrorists they would not escape.

It would take another day or two for most of the forces under the General's command to restock and refuel, and then they'd be underway.

"How much time do we have?" Usama asked in a groaning voice.

"Most likely a day sir. Maybe a retreat from the city isn't a good idea." Replied a young consultant walking to the left of the Sheikh.

"Then we stay and wait to be picked off, I suppose it might actually be smarted to wait in what remains of the city other then going into open desert. Theres one problem though, in open desert we can conceal our movements, in the city they know where we are." Usama replied to the boy.

"As you say, but from what it looks like they have us pinned down. They know our every move, sky satellites and UAV scans will find us where ever we go sir." The boy said in a respectful tone.

"As it seems we have no choice but to continue on...but instead we will head for Dubai. Its a barren wasteland now and basically open area. Crossing there will be very easy. But we'll need transportation to get there in a day and a lot of it, with 15,000 men we can't simply jog there." Usama said, his eyes jetting to his forehead while he thought.

The unit walked fast pace, these being the most loyal insurgents and those of the last of the Aazad. The movement failed in everyone's eyes but all they wanted to do now was cause damage, increase the enemy death toll before the Aazad Movement disappeared. The15,000 men under Usama we the last of the organized units as the other 15,000 had deserted into random villages to conduct separate small suicide bomb attacks and things along that nature. Usama knew his time was ending and while walking 78 miles inland from the beach toward Dubai he knew soon his unit would be under attack and he wanted a small fighting chance.

On the gulf waters there were plenty of enemy ships to choose from, an incoming C4 loaded boat could have a hay day here choosing a target. Thats exactly what was going on, small in numbers but packed with explosives eight C4 loaded rubber engine powered boats roared out into the gulf as the sun went down. They intended on hitting the first boat they saw, all of them at once.

('Tis the only attack I'll do by sea, other then that I have an ETA of 2 days for Usama's 15,000 unit to reach Dubai. As for Abu Dhabi there are patches of loyalist not recognized by the Aazad as official soldiers but they are their to protect what is left.)

Persian Gulf

The sun going down over the Arabian Peninsula was always a sight to behold, the bright red ball glinting its last rays over the deep blue waters and bathing the desert a golden red, before finally dipping below the horizon, casting a dim blue light on everything.

Admiral Eberendu had watched it nearly every night he'd been in the Gulf, he even had a reporter from HNC (Hirgizstanian News Corp) take a picture of a pair of F-18's taking off into the sunset. He had the photos on his computer, he'd print them up and put them on the wall of his cabin, with the others he'd had taken elsewhere in the world. It was a nice reminder.

He was smoking a cheroot (small, stubby cigar) that he threw over the rail of the Carrier, watching it blaze red until it dissappeared into the surf churned up by the mighty ship. The Admiral was standing on the platformed walkway next to one of the CIWS Guns, its mighty barrel pointed out toward land. Something stirred behind him and his XO appeared down the stairwell, moving quickly. He wasted no time, "Admiral, we're picking up some fast moving small boats, dingys or something, closing on some of the OHP (Oliver Hazard Perry Class) Frigates. Definetly suicide bombers. Orders?"

The Admiral leaned back off the rail. He nearly laughed. These terrorists really had no clue. They were supposed to be smart, sneaky and resourceful, but it seemed these fellows were lacking the brain cells to think straight. He wondered if they knew how to piss or shit, never mind conduct guerilla warfare. How dumb were they?

"There's a patrol of F-78's due back in a few minutes, re-direct them and tell the Frigates to go to battle stations in case. Get them to fire some flares aswell, illuminate the sea." The XO nodded and quickly went back up the metal stairwell, the sound of his footsteps eventually replaced by the roar of the ships movement through the sea.

High above, the patrol of F-78's, nearing the carrier, dramatically banked and hit their afterburners, heading back out to sea. Flying low and fast it didn't take them long to get where they needed to be. Each pilot could see the flare's going up from the various frigates closer to the coastline near Abu Dhabi.

An E2-C was flying somewhere overhead, it had already illuminated their targets, eight fast moving boats, lit up bright and green in the FLIR screens. The pilots picked two targets each and loosed eight Penguin ASM-28D Anti-Shipping Missiles.

The missiles streaked off their hardpoints and angled downwards, getting closer to the sea, tracking the tiny targets. A few seconds later explosions lit up the sea even brighter below the yellowy glare of the flares. Six down, two to go. It wasn't a surprise to the pilots, the boats were tiny and fast, it was lucky any of the missiles got a hit, but their explosive radius was quite large.

But the planes would be too late to get the last two, as they had to bank around. The little boats were already closing on the nearest OHP Frigate. But they had things under control. Klaxon's wailed and guns whirred and stirred as the Port side weapons came online. And then a burp of fire as the 25mm Bushmaster Cannon, 76mm Gun and CIWS Guns all opened fire, tracer from the CIWS casting away into the sea. And then, two more explosions as the last two boats bought it. Shrapnel and bits of blazing boat rained down on the frigate. It was a close one, but nothing to worry about really. Such scenarios were commonly practised in training.

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North of Abu Dhabi

The insurgents were definetly on the move, in civilian trucks and in civilian clothes, no less, the cowards that they were. Some were even dressed as women in burqa's.

But they weren't that smart. Many had carried their guns openly, and some had killed the drivers of the vehicles they were using. All of this, of course, had been seen plain as day by AEWCC, Satellites and UAV's, looking on silently, high in the sky.

Reaction was fairly swift. Orders were cut and sent, and within a few hours of darkness, twenty A-10's were zooming south from Tikrit. Their journey was made longer by a stop at Harad, at the newly re-opened airport, where they refuelled, before taking off again and continuing south.

Before long they were buzzing the people living on the southern coasts of Dubai, racing low over the beaches.

The insurgent's vehicles were some of the only ones on the main highways. PsyOps had told people, via leaflet drops, since day one that they should not use the roads if at all possible, and many had heeded it. There were other vehicles aswell, but the insurgents had been tracked since they stole or 'borrowed' their vehicles.

Now they were going to get a first hand look at the most violent traffic stop ever. The A-10's swooped in low over the highway, over the veritable convoy of trucks, insurgents sitting quietly in the back, dressed in their civilians clothes, but with AK's and RPG's between their legs.

The A-10's were each loaded with six Maverick AGM-65X missiles, as well as one 2000lb bomb each. The Maverick's straked away lazily from the wings of the ugly big planes, lighting up the dark sky. The pilots simply locked up one target after the other, firing and forgetting, before dropping their bombs over the enemy's heads and bugging out, catching the explosions in the small mirrors that showed the view behind the plane.

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OOC: Notice- I will probably be away from Sunday-Wednesday. Saturday will probably be the last day I can make any significant posts.

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Monday, 26th December, 2006

HARAD, EURASIAN SAUDI ARABIA, EURASIAN IRAN, EURASIAN IRAQ, UNITED ARAB EMIRATES AND HIRGIZSTAN CITY- The Fuhrer has been visting troops fighting abroad during the Christmas holidays and his Christmas visits took him from Tikrit in Iraq to Sabkhat Mali in the terrorist nation of Aazab. He greeted troops and served Christmas dinner, making a brief speech on board the nuclear aircraft Carrier Jack Idema, currently on station in the Persian Gulf.

HNC had a number of reporters and news teams across the middle east to provide coverage of the ongoing Operation Desert Storm, to rid the middle east of terrorists, and various members of these teams contributed to this report.

The Fuhrer’s first stop on the 24th was at the Joint Forces Base in Tikrit. There he served a special Christmas Eve supper to the Army and Air Force troops. He sat with them during the meal and visited wounded troops in the hospital before hopping back into COHX-1 to continue on his whistle-stop tour.

It was nearly midnight when the Fuhrer’s helicopter touched down at the airfield tarmac of the Zahedan Joint Forces Base, where surgeons are performing miracles on our wounded soldiers, but also on civilians caught up in the fighting across the Gulf. The Fuhrer made a brief visit to the hospital before bedding down with his staff for the night.

The next morning was chilly but sunny and the Fuhrer made his way closer to the waters of the Gulf, his first stop being the sprawling Naval base at Bandar-E-Lengeh, currently home to the 15th Fleet. The Fuhrer served Christmas Dinner to the Navy and Marine personnel stationed there before being flown out as a passenger in an F-18 to the Jack Idema, flagship Carrier of the 15th Fleet.

He was greeted by throngs of Marines and Navy personnel on deck. The Fuhrer made his traditional Christmas Address to the nation from the ship’s deck before serving another Christmas dinner in the sprawling cafeteria.

COHX-2 then carried our HNC team and some of the Fuhrer’s staff out to King Khalid City where half of the 30th Army’s 35 Corps is currently stationed. The Fuhrer wished the troops a Merry Christmas while standing atop an M1A5 Fuhrer-Abrams Main Battle Tank.

In both of the Fuhrer’s speeches, televised on Christmas Day and earlier today, he re-iterated the need to have strong allies in the Middle East, and to continue to stamp out terrorism around the world, no matter what guise it may appear in. He also, surprisingly, made mention of a relatively new nation, born of the ashes of Elephantum, that of Koryan. He made it very clear that a close eye is being kept on them, but also upheld the virtues of this, pointing out the case of Saint Lazare.

At King Khalid, in the ruins of the former heart of Aazab war machine, the Fuhrer presented medals to soldiers and airmen, including two Medal’s of Honor to two Navy SEAL’s who managed to save a pinned down infantry platoon in southern Ash Shariqah province earlier in the operation.

The Fuhrer then travelled south to the city of Harad, where the rest of 35 Corps have taken up positions, policing the south and preparing to hand over security operations to the Eurasians. The Fuhrer spoke to a mixed crowd of Eurasian Police and Hirgizstanian Soldiers on the importance of their work.

The last stop of the day’s tour was the former Oasis resort of Sabkhat Mali, where some of the heaviest fighting of the war had been observed, some just days before Christmas.

Four Corps of the 30th Army are currently operating out of the town of Ruweis, further up on the coast, but a massive Logistics Base has been established in the former holiday resort at the Oasis, and it was here that the Fuhrer visited, accompanied by General Miles Burun and Admiral Charles Eberendu, the highest ranking Officers in-theatre.

The Fuhrer first visited a large field hospital, helping to hand out holiday Gift Boxes to the wounded soldiers there. He then went on to a former hotel restaurant, which is the bases makeshift mess hall, where the Fuhrer helped serve Christmas Dinner, eventually staying long enough to watch the first football game of the day, the Seattle Seahawks against the Lusaka Longhorns. See our sports page for game highlights and analysis.

Another medal ceremony was scheduled later in the evening where the crews of twelve M1A5 tanks who had been at the forefront of a vicious battle against a sizeable insurgent force on the 19th December, were presented with the Distinguished Service Cross, the nations third highest award. Several other soldiers received Silver Stars and twenty five soldiers received Purple Hearts.

Please see our OPERATION DESERT STORM series on the website for accurate, up to date information about the ongoing conflict. A documentary, ASH SHARIQAH: MISSION ACCOMPLISHED is to be screened this Friday evening at 8pm on the HNC News Channel.

OOC: How exactly would there be a 'drug paradise' in the UAE? Virtually none of the land is cultivatable, it is desert after all. There are no fertile areas around the Gulf Coast for which to grow anything. You are also surrounded by countries with very stringent anti-drug policies, which would mean your God-Modding if you think you can simply call a place a 'drug paradise'. Even in RL its just a financial hub for illicit drug dealing and the coastal cities and coastline are under military control. So you should remove the bits about 'drug paradise' because it simply won't fly. You should also probably consider giving up on the UAE altogether, and if you could do that sooner rather than later it would be most beneficial.

OOC: How exactly would there be a 'drug paradise' in the UAE? Virtually none of the land is cultivatable, it is desert after all. There are no fertile areas around the Gulf Coast for which to grow anything. You are also surrounded by countries with very stringent anti-drug policies, which would mean your God-Modding if you think you can simply call a place a 'drug paradise'. Even in RL its just a financial hub for illicit drug dealing and the coastal cities and coastline are under military control. So you should remove the bits about 'drug paradise' because it simply won't fly. You should also probably consider giving up on the UAE altogether, and if you could do that sooner rather than later it would be most beneficial.

OOC: I was just kinda typing...basically I am giving up the U.A.E. because theres nothing I can do there anymore. Just ignore that post, i'll delete it and you can go on. Consider this small OOC post a proclamation of surrender, although there wont be any actual surrendering of former Aazad soldiers you can claim victory.

OOC:OOC: How exactly would there be a 'drug paradise' in the UAE? Virtually none of the land is cultivatable, it is desert after all. There are no fertile areas around the Gulf Coast for which to grow anything. You are also surrounded by countries with very stringent anti-drug policies, which would mean your God-Modding if you think you can simply call a place a 'drug paradise'. Even in RL its just a financial hub for illicit drug dealing and the coastal cities and coastline are under military control. So you should remove the bits about 'drug paradise' because it simply won't fly. You should also probably consider giving up on the UAE altogether, and if you could do that sooner rather than later it would be most beneficial.

I believe i have a border with his territory, and i dont have "very-stringent" anti drug policies, thats all i have to say.
*backs out of room*

OOC: Ok, sounds good Nero. As for Spiz, thats fine, because you have part of the UAE, so you'll have a drug problem, partly of your own making, in your part of the UAE. Nice going there.

OOC: My nation just has a very liberal view of drugs, ofcourse, if the producers/dealers dont pay there taxes on the drugs they handle and sell, we will ofcourse arrest them and chuck them into a labour camp in Antarctica

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Saturday, 30th December, 2006

'MISSION ACCOMPLISHED'

HARAD, EURASIAN SAUDI ARABIA, EURASIAN IRAN, EURASIAN IRAQ, UNITED ARAB EMIRATES AND HIRGIZSTAN CITY- After only five days the Fuhrer returned once again to the Persian Gulf after the news that the remaining large terrorist forces in the UAE had been wiped out by the advancing ground forces. COH Army units met up with their comrades-in-arms in the 12th Airborne Division outside Dubai, as well as meeting up with the Hawdawgian 123rd Airborne, also outside Dubai. Triumphant gunfire and artillery salutes could be heard up and down the country from Army units receiving the news that major combat operations were ending. The Fuhrer again flew out to the 15th Fleet flagship, the Jack Idema.

The Fuhrer arrived again as a passenger on an F-18 and wore a flight-suit that had 'Commander-in-Chief' emblazoned on the black leather unit/rank badge on the right side. The deck of the Carrier was cleared quickly and a speech stand was erected. The crew of the ship turned out in force and cheered as a banner reading MISSION ACCOMPLISHED was unfurled from the central Island.

The Fuhrer began the speech by thanking all the men and women of the armed forces for their stellar performace during intense combat and congratulated them on a well-won victory, calling it "a great example of the triumph of good over evil, and a beacon for all other peace-loving nations in the world." He also reminded them that they had saved an entire people from persecution at the hands of fundamentalist terrorists, he said it was a "great victory for freedom."

The gathered crew cheered and whooped after every sentence as the speech was broadcast live across the nation and on the news channels of many other countries around the world. The Fuhrer also mentioned that the swift and decisive victory should be a warning to nations that threaten the peace of the world, saying that "any nation that should want to threaten the peace of our world should take an example from this Gulf War, that the Commonwealth and its allies shall not and will not stop until those that threaten peace are eradicated completely and utterly." He also went on to say that it would be a long road for the people of the Gulf yet, reconstruction would take a long time, but would provide a better future for the people who have suffered so much.

As the Fuhrer made his speech, several companies in the Commonwealth have already begun to plan operations for the reconstruction of some parts of Dubai and for Abu-Dhabi, among other places. Aid agencies, such as the Hirgizstanian Red Cross and Red Crescent have begun much wider operations now, and it is though that within hours the Government will release a list of countries around the world that will be allowed to send in aid teams, should they wish.

The military mission, of course, is still far from over in the UAE. Armed terrorists are still on the loose and isolated attacks are still being reported. But a new plan to combat this threat is already underway, with rewards of up to $400,000 being made avaliable on receipt of information on the whereabouts of these terrorists. The people of the UAE have so far responded well to the program and there were reports of former Elephantum military veterans leading armed citizens groups against the terrorists in certain parts of the country.

Operation Desert Storm, or the Gulf War as it is now being more commonly referred to, has been a great success in this troubled region of the world. It is hoped that the eradication of these terrorists will lead to much needed peace and prosperity across the Gulf region.

Please see our OPERATION DESERT STORM series on the website for accurate, up to date information about the conflict. Tonight's episode of WAR STORIES W/Colonel Jack Stewart will be broadcast live from Ruweis in the UAE.

The sound of a dozen rifles discharging at once rolled over the countryside again and again, as everyone of the combatants killed in the conflict were given funerals with full military honours, they were buried beside a white marble tombstone inscribed with the name of the fallen, there date of death, almost all the same, and the date of birth if it was available.
Confederate Soldiers graves also bore the rank and serial number of the fallen, the Aazad and Confederate Dead were mixed together for the most part, although the Confederates from other parts of the nation than Oman, and followed other faiths than Islam were buried in there own traditional manner at one end of the collosal cemetary that stretched to the horizons in all directions, covered with neat ranks of white marble tombstones with there patch of newly planted turf, all irigated by massive numbers of sprinklers, the supply had required two new desalination plants be set up, ricketted portable units that would be replaced by a pair of permenant ones already under construction.
The ground was littered with hundreds of thousands of brass cases from the hundreds of thousands of rounds fired by the regiments worth of soldiers that were moving with the priests and imams. Many of the deads loved ones had come to watch there loved ones burial, columns of trucks had been used to bring them here, in leui of the railway line being built from Oman to what remained of the Spizanian area of Dubayy, which was being reduced to a military stockhouse in the most part.
A few thousand lucky refugees that had been out of the city, either on business or holiday during the brief reign of the Aazad, or had managed to get across the few bridges on the river before the bombing occured had started building a new city on the east bank of the river, the half built buildings glittered on the horizon mas squadrons of Hawks and Strike Phoenixes flew overhead in patrol formations.
Numerous Air Scan RADAR systems were being set up along the new border fence, replacing the E-3E Sentries to other duties. However the border was going to be opened to the same levels of other confederate borders within a few days, even before the rubble of dubayy had been cleared and the many millions of bodies removed.
While other nations press were touting pictures of the "fuhrer" spouting trite "mission accomplished" speaches, confederate news on the subject of the UAE was mainly foccused on pictures of the few suriving civilian wounded and on pictures of smartly uniformed soldiers and padres delivering the burial rights among fields of white tombstones.
How much difference a slightly different viewpoint could make.

OOC: Since things are virtually over here, although naturally a counter-insurgency campaign will continue, I thought it was high-time we worked out who gets what bit of the UAE.

I drew up this initial map, its not concrete or anything, just rough. Dubayy I think should be split between Spizania and Hawdawg, although you two can discuss that, I just assumed thats what you might want. I won't be keeping my part though, it will go to someone of my choosing at a later date.

Here's the map:

http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c88/Karl187/UAESPLIT.jpg

Bump

Map is acceptable Hirgy.


-Hawdawg

Map is acceptable
-Spizania

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Tuesday 9th January, 2006

TENSION AND DEATH MOUNTS AS ROMANS MOVE IN

ABU DHABI- Carbombs across the COH controlled UAE killed 46 people yesterday and two suicide bombers killed 12 children this morning at a school near Ruweis. That brings the total number of people killed since major fighting ended to nearly 300. Surprisingly relatively few numbers of troops have been killed, 11 so far. The insurgency, while defeated and severely weakened, is not dissappearing without a fight, and they have said "anyone co-operating with the imperialist oppressors are traitors to Islam and must die." Around the world Muslim opposition to the insurgency has grown, and several more protests were seen across the COH during the weekend. This has prompted the Army in the UAE to crack down much more heavily on the insurgency, and on Monday morning 211 prisoners held in Ruweis were executed as an example.

Since just after the end of major combat operations and the announcement of the terms of the Roman handover, Roman officials and police have been entering the country from their territory in Saudi Arabia at a steady pace. Refugees on the border have welcomed these people and the further aid they bring with them.

Hirgizstanian and other world aid agencies have been dealing with the Refugee problem for some time now and real progress is being made as the Army make towns and villages safe for their return. Former Elephantum Army soldiers are also helping in this endevour and have created several large scale 'Security Groups' to protect themselves, and have so far had much success against isolated insurgent groups.

The bigger cities however, and what remains of Abu Dhabi, are still hotbeds of resistance but many of the people seem to be coming around to the idea of Roman rule and the insurgency seems to be losing steam. A major intelligence campaign has led to the destruction of several bomb-making factories and the deaths of a number of key personnel high in the terrorist network.

The attacks in the past several days, while devastating, are indicators that the insurgency is losing ground, as one bombing a day is certainly much less than the several a day reported a few weeks ago. Civil Affairs and PsyOps units have also been at work throughout the region, helping to deal with the problems of the local population.


Please see our OPERATION DESERT STORM series on the website for accurate, up to date information about the conflict. Tonight's episode of WAR STORIES W/Colonel Jack Stewart will be broadcast live from Abu Dhabi in the UAE. UAE: MISSION ACCOMPLISHED will be broadcast after WORLD REPORT tomorrow evening at 8pm.