NationStates Jolt Archive

"A short life and a merry one, that's my motto!"
-Blackbeard

The oil trade had long been the lifeblood of Nova Brittanica. Indeed, many nations relied on oil from Nova Brittanica. It was certainly not the only trade, but without it, Nova Brittanica would be a much smaller nation. Without oil, Nova Brittanica would be a small island nation, torn by civil war and going through one dictator after another. Now, Nova Brittanica, and many other oil exporters, would face a new threat: Piracy

Atlantic Ocean

It was a foggy day, and the perfect weather for the attack. A ship transporting oil from the Bucktooth Beaver Oil Inc. to Nova Brittonian Fiji was sailing through the waves. Unknown to them, a small army of private boats were waiting.

The attack was so quick. Atleast 300 small boats surrounded the boat. Uncountable amounts of pirates secretly boarded the ship. Then the havoc broke out. Machine guns blaring, all of the crew and the captain died. The oil was seized, and the pirates returned to their boats. The ship had been completly looted.

Imperial Palace, Nova Londinium, Nova Brittanica

The Minister of Foreign Relations turned off the movie. "This is the fifth time this month they've seized an oil ship. This so called "Pirate's Navy" is creating bad relations with the countries we send oil to!" the Minister of Foreign Relations said.

The Minister of Economics added, "Not only that, they're harming one of the biggest companies in Nova Brittanica! They're causing inflation to rise!"

Teddy Jefferson sighed and said, "Show me the other video."

The Other Video

A man in a ski mask walked into a bleak looking room and said, "Hello. I am the representative from the Pirate's Navy. Most of you nations wouln't have heard of us, but I'll tell you this. We're pirates, and we're going to steal all the things you export by seas. And if you try to send it from the air, we'll take it there too. You've been warned."

Royale Group Corporate Headquarters, Kensington

The Board of Directors just finished watching the video clip.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is fucking insane. Some asshole pirate bitches think they can 'pwn' our naval shipping? Not going to fucking happen," shouted James Batra, the CEO.
"Yes, yes, sir," replied Chief Strategic Officer Chloe Sinclair. "We will literally transform our shipping vessels into warships."
"Not good enough. I want these whores to kneel before me! I want them wiped off the face of this goddamn planet, do I make myself clear?" he yelled. The Board nodded.
"Good. Draw up the war plans."

News Flash: "Another pirate robbery of export ships."

In a meeting conference of all the top military commanders and President Jason Batista.
"Kind of stupid, isn't it?" Jason said in the meeting. "Just like those annoying rats that you can't get rid of... except that we can get rid of this, right?"

"Your honor, you are correct." The Naval Admirial replied. "I plan to use our newest 'Just Water' Navy Fleet to patrol the routes where our exporting ships are going. Frequent patrols with destroyer ships and MiG-29 aircrafts. As long as you give us the consent, we will go underway."

"No. The use of the new fleet is too risky, it's supposed to be for our territorial defense, not for international patrols. We have to only use the airforce with this situation!" One of the military experts exclaimed. "Our navy is our last choice. I have stragetic air positions where our aircrafts will be positioned. MIG-29's are good aircrafts, but we need stealth fighter/bomber's. With these, we can be enabled to go for a swift hit and run. We need satellite surveillance all over the routes of our exporting ships, this will know what are the pirates pinpoints."

Jason leans forward to the expert and looks interested. "Very well. I'll take your plan. Though, I want the fleet to be ready incase these guys attack one of our aircrafts and turn this into a rescue mission."

Luxury Blimp, Atlantic Ocean

Movie:

The large British Londinian blimp was en route to Nova Brittanica. It didn't even see the fifty or so personal aircraft coming. The planes had machine guns attached to the wings. The planes shot the balloon, releasing the oxygen. The blimp slowly started to descend. All of the planes launched custom hooks, which connected them to the blimp. Together, they kept the blimp up, dropping it on a small island.

Then they went in. The people in the blimp were brutally murdered, and everything was taken from the blimp. Then the blimp was unceremoniously taken back to sea and sunk.

A message from the Pirate's Navy to British Londinium:
This is only a foretaste of what is to come. Resistance is futile.

OOC:Nova Brittanica, blimps use lighter then air gases like hydrogen, etc. So, shooting it is a VERY bad idea.

Newsflash: The real pirate navy has been caught: Nova Brittanica.

This is LCTV, Lauren reporting. The real pirate navy has been caught, and is claimed by the Leocardian Government to be Nova Brittanica. Satellites show that the ships lead from directly to Nova Brittanica and has been planned out to be a terror plot toward international security of Leocardia.



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To: Nova Brittanica
From: Leocardian Military Operations Command Center
Text:

You have been caught red-handed. Apologize and forfeit what you have stolen, or we will take immediate actions toward your nation. You have been warned.

"Rather an arrogant bunch, aren't they?" commented Admiral Alfred Jenkins idly as the tape finished. It was all really amusing, these pirates actually thought that they'd be able to do some damage and get rich in this day and age.

"Yes, sir. A stupid bunch too if you'll permit," replied Captain Anders Michelson who, unlike the admiral, was not sitting behind his desk. He tried to avoid that as much as possible and was close to begging in order to get a sea command again.

"Probably, but don't get cocky captain. They're the reason I asked you to come today. They did manage to hit an oil tanker, not one of ours thankfully, the other day, and the Foreign Ministry wants us to score some cheap credit by clearing them out. So what I'm proposing is to send you out there and eliminate them," said Admiral Jenkins as he swiveled in his chair. It was quite a comfy chair, with leather upholstery.

"I'm honored sir. But don't you think that they're at least smart enough to avoid trying to take on a destroyer?"

"We decided that they probably were that smart. And a lone destroyer wouldn't be able to react to an SOS quickly enough. So what we're going to do is give you command of a Q-Ship. We'll be sending in a nice big defenseless tanker, full of easy loot, into their area of operations. What they won't know is that you'll be accompanied by two hundred extra sailors, and a large number of autocannon and automatic grenade launchers. But you'll need to get ready quick, the ship leaves in a week. Irregular, but don't worry about it."

Klaxons roared in every single Londinian military base. Hundreds of submarines and destroyers were leaving port to hunt down the pirates, and Alpha Wing (12 squadrons) had been scrambled to patrol the waves near British Londinium. As the CEO had said, "Let's kill these fucking bitches."

Newsflash: The real pirate navy has been caught: Nova Brittanica.

This is LCTV, Lauren reporting. The real pirate navy has been caught, and is claimed by the Leocardian Government to be Nova Brittanica. Satellites show that the ships lead from directly to Nova Brittanica and has been planned out to be a terror plot toward international security of Leocardia.



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To: Nova Brittanica
From: Leocardian Military Operations Command Center
Text:

You have been caught red-handed. Apologize and forfeit what you have stolen, or we will take immediate actions toward your nation. You have been warned.

OOC: Just so you know, they aren't really my forces. Also, as of now the only nations that have been struck are me and BL

IC:
Official Diplomatic Telegram
To: Leocardia
From: Nova Brittanica
Don't be foolish. These are criminals, not terrorists. We find it ammusing that you claim we are attacking oil tankers bringing oil to other nations that we desperatly need. This is not the time for false accusations. The international community needs to unite to stop this menace.

HMS Trafalgar
Trafalgar-class SSN (http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/Trafalgar-class_submarine)
Sea of Londinium

"Sir, I'm picking up a vessel on sonar. It isn't authorised," reported the sensor officer.
"Rise to periscope depth," ordered the captain.

"Up periscope," ordered the captain as he looked through it. The ship was not military-grade, it seemed, and it's appearance was consistent with what had been previously observed.

"Torpedo them."

Four torpedoes soared towards the pirates.

CNN

"Today, with more on the pirate menace, we go to Ba Nana:" says the news anchor

"Thank you, I'm here on a boat in the Sea of Londinium where today a small group of pirates were destroyed. In other news on the pirate menace there was a small skirmish between the Nova Brittanica Imperial Navy and the Pirate's Navy. Nova Brittanica has called for a conference on how the menace can be solved. Back to you, Or Ange" says Ba Nana

OOC: Just so you know, they aren't really my forces. Also, as of now the only nations that have been struck are me and BL

IC:
Official Diplomatic Telegram
To: Leocardia
From: Nova Brittanica
Don't be foolish. These are criminals, not terrorists. We find it ammusing that you claim we are attacking oil tankers bringing oil to other nations that we desperatly need. This is not the time for false accusations. The international community needs to unite to stop this menace.

To: Nova Brittanica
From: Leocardia

Stop with your lies. Dare you to say one more lie, and the Leocardian Military will be forced to raid your country with flaming fire balls. Apologize now, or we will take immediate action.

To: Nova Brittanica
From: Leocardia

Stop with your lies. Dare you to say one more lie, and the Leocardian Military will be forced to raid your country with flaming fire balls. Apologize now, or we will take immediate action.

OOC: Flaming fireballs? Ooookay. Why are you doing this? Your nation hasn't even had an attack?

IC:

Increased naval patrols of both Nova Brittanica and British Londinium has created areas of the ocean that the Pirate Navy dares not travel in. Reportedly, conflict amongst the Pirate Navy following the loss of their main form of money caused the Pirate Navy to break up, and bring the pirate menace to a lower level.

Three supertankers sailed in convoy towards their destinantion in British Londinium. Each tanker was flanked by an Um al Maradim assault ship at each side, and a Rajput destroyer lead the way ahead of the rest of the ships. As the convoy came into the waters known for pirate activity, the captain of the destroyer came on the radio.

"Alright boys, we have some bad men out here who would just love to get their hands on three million barrels of oil. Keep a look out and lets pray for luck."

Three supertankers sailed in convoy towards their destinantion in British Londinium. Each tanker was flanked by an Um al Maradim assault ship at each side, and a Rajput destroyer lead the way ahead of the rest of the ships. As the convoy came into the waters known for pirate activity, the captain of the destroyer came on the radio.

"Alright boys, we have some bad men out here who would just love to get their hands on three million barrels of oil. Keep a look out and lets pray for luck."

A small branch off of the Pirate's Navy, consisting of twenty sea vessels armed with custom attached weapons, looked at the group of ships. "Look at those ships! Those supertankers would be enough to create the Pirate's Navy all over again, even stronger then before! And those battle ships would ensure we stayed in power. It's all or nothing, let's take those ships." The leader of the twenty vessels said.

As a rolling fog covered the Blackhelm Confederacy ships and pirate ships, the pirate started sneaking up on the Blackhelm Confederacy's ships. "The plan is, take the supertankers, make the sea men and women give up the battle ships, and let them leave on our petty vessels." the pirates spread around in their "fleet".

The RADAR room aboard the Rajout picked up the enemy ships. The man watching the blips quickly alerted his superior, who got on the radio. "All craft, be advised, large number of enemy vessels, attempting to encircle out position, battlestations everybody. I'll attempt to hail them."

Message to nearby unidentified craft
"This is the GNS Swordfish. We request to know the name and port of origin of your ships, and ask that you maintain a perimeter of five kilometers around our ships."

The RADAR room aboard the Rajout picked up the enemy ships. The man watching the blips quickly alerted his superior, who got on the radio. "All craft, be advised, large number of enemy vessels, attempting to encircle out position, battlestations everybody. I'll attempt to hail them."

Message to nearby unidentified craft
"This is the GNS Swordfish. We request to know the name and port of origin of your ships, and ask that you maintain a perimeter of five kilometers around our ships."

"Damn it! They found us. They must have RADAR or something. Charge 'em mates!" The leader of the twenty pirate ships bellowed.

All twenty of the ships put on full blast, trying to get to the nearest supertanker to take it over. Machine gun fire fell into the waves and bounced harmlessly off of the battle ships.

"Wha..what are they doing.." the captain said aloud. "They are charging for the tankers men, open up!"

And with that, the three Um al Maradim's on the side of the incoming attack opened up, spraying the charging pirate ships with their Oto Melara 40mm guns, and supplementing the fire with their 20mm guns. The Rajput joined in as well, issueing a blast from its twin 76mm main gun.

One of the Um al Maradim missile operators got nervous, hearing stories of other tankers being captured, and loosed a salvo of Sea Skua missiles towards the pirates, sending the missiles screaming for the tiny ships.

"Wha..what are they doing.." the captain said aloud. "They are charging for the tankers men, open up!"

And with that, the three Um al Maradim's on the side of the incoming attack opened up, spraying the charging pirate ships with their Oto Melara 40mm guns, and supplementing the fire with their 20mm guns. The Rajput joined in as well, issueing a blast from its twin 76mm main gun.

One of the Um al Maradim missile operators got nervous, hearing stories of other tankers being captured, and loosed a salvo of Sea Skua missiles towards the pirates, sending the missiles screaming for the tiny ships.

The damage was devasting. Thirteen of the ships had been sunk as the remaining seven zoomed forward.

"We're not going to make it! Pull back!" one of the pirates on board a ship shouted. Two boats immediantly pulled away, heading to British Londinium. Three others took a moment to think it over, and then started to pull away.

"Oh no you don't!" the leader of the pirates yelled. The lead ship towed the three deserting ships with them, still going at full speed. He disconnected as they were approaching the Destroyer, knowing that unless the three ships sank, they would hit the Destroyer and the oil on their ships would ignite.

"What the hell are you doing!" screamed the other ship. Even as it started to try to pull out, the lead ship towed it as well. This one was going straight to the nearest Supertanker. The gunner on the other ship raised his gun, but was killed by a quick pistol shot. The lead ship disconnected from the deserter, watching as it skidded towards the Supertanker.

"Open fire!" the leader shouted, and the remaining crew did. The bullets riddled the leader's body, and he slumped to the ground, motionless. The crew started waving a white flag.

Royale Group Military High Command

A siren went off in the radar department.

"Sir, two ships, inbound, unauthorised!" shouted a lieutenant.
An admiral strode over, looking at the radar screen.
"We can't take any chances. Might be Laquasan," he observed. "Scramble three submarines, eight destroyers, and an aircraft carrier to intercept. I want prisoners!" he ordered.

The ships moved rapidly, noting that the whole nation was operating under a BIKINI Alert Crimson.

Bay of Thor

The Royale task-force had intercepted the two vessels, with ninety-four aircraft from the carrier providing cover.

This is the Royale Navy. You are under arrest for violation of HM Emergency Protocal 19051 and Pragmatic Sanction 56018. Prepare to be boarded.

Royale Group Military High Command

A siren went off in the radar department.

"Sir, two ships, inbound, unauthorised!" shouted a lieutenant.
An admiral strode over, looking at the radar screen.
"We can't take any chances. Might be Laquasan," he observed. "Scramble three submarines, eight destroyers, and an aircraft carrier to intercept. I want prisoners!" he ordered.

The ships moved rapidly, noting that the whole nation was operating under a BIKINI Alert Crimson.

Bay of Thor

The Royale task-force had intercepted the two vessels, with ninety-four aircraft from the carrier providing cover.

This is the Royale Navy. You are under arrest for violation of HM Emergency Protocal 19051 and Pragmatic Sanction 56018. Prepare to be boarded.

The two pirate vessels looked at the massive force approaching. The decision was unanimous, they turned away from the approaching ships, opened fire, and ran away at full speed.

[Encrypted Message]

To: Nova Brittanica
From: The Avisronite Department of Defense

The Federation of Avisron does not tolerate piracy of this nature. If you allow, we willl move our 27th Tactical Fleet into the area to assist in surface warfare against the pirates. It consists of the following vessels:

21 Illium Class Destroyers
5 Grospek class Heavy Guided Battlecruisers
1 Cobalt Class Aircraft Carrier [150 GLI-76 Falcon VTOL Multi-Role Aircraft]
12 Kurora Class Corvettes

If all goes as plan, the combined power of our Corvettes and the naval airwing should be more than enough to challenge the pirate scum.

The Eurofighter Typhoons, seeing the fire from the enemy vessels, descended altitude, pursuing the vessels, firing dozens of missiles at them.

An Um al Maradim moved into the path of the speeding suicide boat. The small boat exploded, tearing a huge hole into the side of the small assault ship. The ship began to list dangerously, and a number of the crewman were in the water. Men worked fast to attach the ship to the supertanker, and hoped that they were close enough to British Londinium that they would be able to tow the ship to dry dock.

A KA-29 Helix took off from the Rajput and flew over to the surrendering pirate ships. "We are throwing down a rope. Climb into the ship. I assure you you will be treaty well. Do not attempt anything. You have several 40mm guns trained on you."

Official Diplomatic Telegram
To: Avisron
From: Nova Brittanica
Approved

Bay of Thor

A few sailors jumped off of one of the boats, waving their arms, praying for rescue. Otherwise, both ships were destroyed, and everyone on the ships were killed.

Blackhelm Confederacy Boats

The remaining pirate crew took the ladder, and prayed that the Blackhelm Confedrites (?) would be merciful.

HMS Unending Cacophony of Screams
Bay of Thor

The destroyer sailed up to a group of screaming sailors.
"These aren't Laquasans," stated an MP on board.
"They aren't. They're bloody pirates!" cried another.
"Still, I want them arrested, and interrogated on board," ordered the XO.

Royale Marines jumped in the water and brought the pirates aboard, leading them to the brig, where they waited for a few hours.

Then, an SIS agent walked in.

"Good morning, gentlemen," said the agent as he sadistically tapped a taser baton. "I highly recommend you give me the information I want. First, who do you work for?" he asked, charging up the baton.

[27th Tactical Fleet]

"Sir, they've approved. The Department just gave us the go ahead to begin a strike," the young ensign manning the communications station aboard the Cobalt Class Aircraft Carrier of the fleet said. "It's a good thing they approved. We're practically on top of this mess anyway, aren't we?"

The Commander of the fleet, Rear Admiral John Burke, spoke up so that the ensign didn't feel like he was being ignored. "Indeed we are. Blame that storm last week. We came this way to miss it. Things worked out pretty well."

As this idol conversation took place, the ships of the fleet were busy gathering formation. The destroyers formed the perimeter of the fleet, with the battlecruisers bringing up the rear and the Corvettes ready to scream away at a moments notice.

In the center of the fleet was the massive carrier, which was already launching a squadron of planes to spread out and recon the area to try and find a pocket of pirate ships.

All at the same time, the transponder codes that indentified the vessels and aircraft of the fleet were transmitted to all the other forces in the area being identified as "friendly," that way there was little chance an Avisronite ship would come under fire from a "good guy."

HMS Unending Cacophony of Screams
Bay of Thor

The destroyer sailed up to a group of screaming sailors.
"These aren't Laquasans," stated an MP on board.
"They aren't. They're bloody pirates!" cried another.
"Still, I want them arrested, and interrogated on board," ordered the XO.

Royale Marines jumped in the water and brought the pirates aboard, leading them to the brig, where they waited for a few hours.

Then, an SIS agent walked in.

"Good morning, gentlemen," said the agent as he sadistically tapped a taser baton. "I highly recommend you give me the information I want. First, who do you work for?" he asked, charging up the baton.

A pirate looked up at the man, eyeing the baton. He then said, "Work for? Well, we work for the Pirate's Navy, but we haven't gotten news from them in a while. So recently we've been working for the captain. He's been keeping us alive by hunting down the unarmed ships, the ones he says aren't from the Royale Group. Of course, your lot killed the captain." He looked at the agent coldly.

"That's a good lad," stated the SIS agent with contempt as he signalled for additional military policemen to guard the brig. "Now, tell me where this 'Pirate's Navy' is headquartered," he ordered.

"That's a good lad," stated the SIS agent with contempt as he signalled for additional military policemen to guard the brig. "Now, tell me where this 'Pirate's Navy' is headquartered," he ordered.

"Havent hard from them in a while," responded the pirate, "but if you go to any unclaimed island in the Atlantic or Indian Oceans, they'll have a base there. Last I knew, their main headquarters was at a small island a few miles away from Nova Brittanica, called New Leeds Island.

"Even better," replied the agent. "If you are deemed to be lying, you and your comrades shall die a most gruesome fate." He walked out of the room. He made a hand motion, and the MPs killed one of the eight pirate prisoners.
"Just for emphasis," he said, walking out.

Royale High Command

"Sir, eight squadrons of B2 bombers have departed, flying towards New Leeds Island, covered by three squadrons of F22s."
"Signal them to start bombing."
"Yes, sir."

"Even better," replied the agent. "If you are deemed to be lying, you and your comrades shall die a most gruesome fate." He walked out of the room. He made a hand motion, and the MPs killed one of the eight pirate prisoners.
"Just for emphasis," he said, walking out.

Royale High Command

"Sir, eight squadrons of B2 bombers have departed, flying towards New Leeds Island, covered by three squadrons of F22s."
"Signal them to start bombing."
"Yes, sir."

New Leeds Island

"What the bloody hell!" Screamed out a pirate, "Kill 'em all!"

Every single pirate on New Leeds Island scrammbled to a gun, and the sky was filled with gunfire. Soon after, thirty planes with machine guns custom attached on to them soared up to try to repel the attackers.

"Shit, shit!"

The F22s quickly moved to protect the bombers, firing hundreds of missiles, and losing four fighters. Only three bombers crashed as the B2s carpetbombed the island.

OOC: Avison, do you know a John Burke? My friend is named John Burke and spells it just like that.

And these guys are mercenaries working for the Griffincrest Corporation

IC:

The pirates were brought back to the destroyer and sent to the brig. Their fates would be decided when they reached harbour in British Londinium. For now, they were given food and water, along with some blankets and pillows.

OOC: Avison, do you know a John Burke? My friend is named John Burke and spells it just like that.

And these guys are mercenaries working for the Griffincrest Corporation

IC:

The pirates were brought back to the destroyer and sent to the brig. Their fates would be decided when they reached harbour in British Londinium. For now, they were given food and water, along with some blankets and pillows.

The pirates were grateful, but nervous of their fate.

New Leeds Island

The twenty aircraft rose uncerimoniously to the level of the attackers. Over the radio one said, "I don't think they've found us, open fire mates!". Machine gun fire swarmed in at the bombers from a new direction.

OOC: Avison, do you know a John Burke? My friend is named John Burke and spells it just like that.


[OOC: Nope, I know no one in RL named John Burke.]

[27th Tactical Fleet]

"Sir, interesting development, we have several squadrons of F-22 Raptors being gunned down by... some... uh... things. Not sure what to call them. They look like sheets of aluminum with a few guns. The pirates have splashed four Londinium fighters pretty much instantly. Do you want me to vector in some help?"

Rear Admiral John Burke looked at the ensign like he had just told him that Leafanistan had great civil rights.

"Uh... no? If they have eight squadrons of F-22's up there and are getting bullied by some bi-planes, it's going to be chaos. Keep our people out of there... But record this battle and send a copy to my quarters. It looks hilarious."

New Leeds Island

"What the bloody hell!" Screamed out a pirate, "Kill 'em all!"

Every single pirate on New Leeds Island scrammbled to a gun, and the sky was filled with gunfire. Soon after, thirty planes with machine guns custom attached on to them soared up to try to repel the attackers.

[OOC: Would it be possible to get some more information on these planes? They sound like WWI era Bi-Planes.]

[OOC: Would it be possible to get some more information on these planes? They sound like WWI era Bi-Planes.]

OOC: They're basic planes, with propellers, that seem to be out of the WWII period. Three of them however are passenger planes from the modern era.

OOC: They're basic planes, with propellers, that seem to be out of the WWII period. Three of them however are passenger planes from the modern era.

[OOC: And these things are shooting down F-22 Raptors? The plane of the future? Interesting.]

IC

In the center of the 27th Tactical Fleet there is movement. The massive carrier is preparing to launch GLI-76 Falcons against enemy air targets for the first time in the history of the Avisronite Navy. Rear Admiral Burke, it would appear, had a change of heart.

All all actuality, the Rear Admiral had done just that. Seeing the chance to get Avisronite fighter pilots valuable experience during an actual combat situation. The Avisronite Navy rarely ever had the chance to fly into battle against easy targets, and he wasn't going to miss a chance to splash enemy fighters.

A total of thirty-six [36] of the GLI-76 Falcon Multi-Role Fighters launched from the internal flight-deck of the Cobalt Class Aircraft Carrier. These planes, built for stealth, carried their entire weapons store internally to reduce their Radar Cross Section.

Twenty-four [24] of the planes flew low across the sea towards New Leeds Island. While all of the planes were traveling at their maximum economical air-speed until they were near the island, they would slow down and break apart to take advantage of their massive advantages. Any planes that were not within gun range of the squadron would be fired upon by missiles; the rest would be bombarded by 20mm explosive rounds.

The other dozen planes of the flight were to fly at a medium altitude to gun down anyone who strayed too high. These planes would effectively keep the older planes pinned to the surface - directly in the kill zone of the Avisronite planes.

OOC: I didn't want to make it too easy for myself

The Victorship, a supertanker was bound for Nova Brittanica, due to the reports of pirates, the was escort by two Liberty II class destroyers and a CVN. Two F-4S Phantom IIs flew overhead, with a F-57A Phoenix. The commander of the escort unit was Adm. John Walker, who's flagship was the CVN. The crews were train in anti-raiding operations and the crew of the tanker had a detachment of Commandos onboard. As they neared Nova Brittanica, the vessels and their crews prepared.

HMS Vengeance
SSBN submarine
Offshore New Leeds Island

Now hear this, now hear this. This is the captain speaking. Condition 1SQ has been set for all ballistic missiles. The release of nuclear weapons has been authorised.

Now hear this, now hear this. This is the XO speaking. Condition 1SQ has been set for all ballistic missiles. The release of nuclear weapons has been authorised.

"Fire ballistic missiles!" Fourteen cruise missiles launched from the submarine, flying towards the pirate base.

HMS Vengeance
SSBN submarine
Offshore New Leeds Island

Now hear this, now hear this. This is the captain speaking. Condition 1SQ has been set for all ballistic missiles. The release of nuclear weapons has been authorised.

Now hear this, now hear this. This is the XO speaking. Condition 1SQ has been set for all ballistic missiles. The release of nuclear weapons has been authorised.

"Fire ballistic missiles!" Fourteen cruise missiles launched from the submarine, flying towards the pirate base.

The damage was incredible. The small island was destroyed in a heartbeat. Below it was a large gallery, and now the water began sinking into it. What's more, the water was glowing green from the radiation from the missles.

OOC: Pwnage! Yes! :p

OOC: Pwnage! Yes! :p

OOC: Your ships are in highly radioactive waters, and being sucked down into the natural gallery.

The missiles destroyed the island a few minutes before the Avisronite squadron would have been over it had they not known the missiles were coming. However, because of the massive RADAR coverage the 27th Tactical Fleet had available, the missiles were discovered and tracked. The squadron backed off and waited for the island to be obliterated.

At this point the fighters broke formation and moved around the area looking for any enemy planes or boats that escaped the destruction. Anything in the water or air would be blown apart quickly.

More importantly, however, was the secret plan unfolding. Avisronite ships in the area had located the launch site of the submarine which obliterated the island. Soon afterwards, one of the Libertarian Federations spacecraft had moved over the area and picked the submarines up on its imaging system. The unmanned craft quietly tracked the submarine wherever it went.

Kensington Corporate Headquarters

"Mr. Batra, victory is ours! The pirate headquarters were destroyed. Unfortunately, we lost a destroyer in the blast."
"Fuck! Tell the Chief Accounting Officer to put more money in the training budget. They should have known better than to veer too close to the blast."
"The rest of the vessels are returning to port, and the aircraft are landing."
"Good."

[OOC: Bump. FYI, the Avisronite fighters should be engaging any pirate fighters which survived the explosion. Could someone respond to that, please?]