NationStates Jolt Archive

Melkor sat down in his chair. The lights of numerous screens blared around him. To the side of him was a glass of water and Guderian's Panzer Leader. With that he lit up his Cigar and turned on his trance music.

On his Secure Radio connection he sent the follow message.

" Greetings General Wycoff. What do you wish the wargames to be?"

To Lord-General Melkor.

"I do not wish for this to be a battle that is strung out and takes up months of my time. I am a retired veteran and I am only doing this to serve my country. But to answer your question, this will be a large battle centered around a major city. All military forces are allowed. No restrictions."

Major-General Lufthaffa walks into the room shortly after the message has been broadcasted.

"Comrade General, your chopper is ready and waiting."

"Good, lets get on with it then," Wycoff grunts loudly as he gets up from his chair, " it is going to be a long night."

2200hours, over the North Atlantic.

"Comrade General, we have seventeen infantry divisions awaiting orders, they are only a few miles off the coast of France."

"I know where they are. How many men?" Wycoff asked.

"What?" the Major-General couldn't make out the aging General words over the loud props of the large X-49 helicopter.

"How many men!?" Wycoff shouted.

"Numbering somewhere around 150,000 of Undbagarten best sir," the Major General looked up when the pilot shouted something, "what was that?"

"The Nova North Atlantic Fleet is just ahead, I will put her down on Carrier Excaliber!"

"Good!" Wycoff was glad to finally be so close to the action.

" This is agreeable, but I need more information. First, is it near a ocean? Also I believe we should only have so many forces to work with. We also need a map. I recommends 100,000 Infantry of any type, 900 Tanks, and 900 IFV's or APC's, 3,000 Artillery, 36 Attack Copters, and no more than 80 areoplanes."

" This is agreeable, but I need more information. First, is it near a ocean? Also I believe we should only have so many forces to work with. We also need a map. I recommends 100,000 Infantry of any type, 900 Tanks, and 900 IFV's or APC's, 3,000 Artillery, 36 Attack Copters, and no more than 80 areoplanes."

It is near the ocean, the coast of France actually. I already 150,000 so I recomend that the limit be 200,000 infantry, the rest is fine by me. Sorry I posted a little early. Also, I do not see anything about a navy in there. How about 2 carriers with 20 planes each and 35 battleships, 20 destroyers, and 15 subs capable of launching non-nuclear missiles>?

( OCC: These maps should prove satifactory
http://media.tsmm.net/fwol/maps/france.gif
http://college.hmco.com/languages/french/resources/students/maps/france.jpg
http://www.alleuroperail.com/eurorailway-maps/france-railway-map-lg.gif

IC:

General Wycoff examined the maps before him...

"Send Seventh REcon wing out over Brost, I don't want to send the troops into a slaughter."

"Yes Comrade General."

Melkor mused over the situation.

"Send in the 1st War fleet. Put a Air Wing in striking positions. Order the V Marine Corps into defensive position. Dig in as much as possible. Send the 1st War fleet for intercept course of the enemy fleet."

About you get a navy and I defend the town?

So I am the attacker and you are the defender... okay works for me.

It is near the ocean, the coast of France actually. I already 150,000 so I recomend that the limit be 200,000 infantry, the rest is fine by me. Sorry I posted a little early. Also, I do not see anything about a navy in there. How about 2 carriers with 20 planes each and 35 battleships, 20 destroyers, and 15 subs capable of launching non-nuclear missiles>?

About you get a navy and I defend the town?

*Revised orders*

" Order the V and X Marine Corps' into postion, dig in as best as you men can. Order the aircraft on full alert at all times!"

General Wycoff grew impatient waiting for the intel to come in from the Seventh REcon wing...

"Major-General!"

"Yes Comrade General?" the Major-General looked pleasingly frightened by Wycoffs sudden temper.

"Where the hell is my intel? They have been gone for over an hour we are only twenty-three miles off the coast of Brost. What is taking so long! Lord-General Melkor must not get a chance to dig in!"

"Comrade General... all of the REcon planes are in radio silence we won't get intel until they get back. That is what is taking so long."

Wycoff temper was throughly doused. He had forgotten he had ordered radio silence to all planes. God he needed a rest. He was too old for this.

"All right, prepare squadrons A and C I want those planes to perform a bombing run on Brost to clear out all enemy concentrations. Even if the REcon planes do not report any suspicious activity. I don't trust him...I don't."

"It will be done Comrade General."

" This is Three-Four, we have possible boogies incoming, over."
" Um, Roger Three-Four this is Golden Eye Six. We have them on radar, look like a dozen recon planes, unknown type, over."
" Uh, roger Golden Eye Six, Permission to engage?"
" Roger Three-Four permission granted. All Aircraft on Red Alert."

With that, twelve F-31's banked hard to the right, their engines pushing them close to mach 4.5

(OCC: I guess we will finish this another time.)

( its your turn?)

TPF! Why didn't you tell me about this!

I do believe it'll be quite interesting to watch this one.


Also, is this a war or a wargame?

TPF! Why didn't you tell me about this!

I do believe it'll be quite interesting to watch this one.


Also, is this a war or a wargame?

wargame.

" Seventh REcon wing, this is Delta Six; Norva Carrier, over."

"We here you Delta Six, approaching French/Brost Coast, ETA forty seconds, over."

"Roger that. Orders have come down from command, raise altitude to 4 2 0 0 0 feet, over."

"Copy that Delta Six, raising altitude to 4 2 0 0 0."

"Roger REcon wing, safe flight, intiating radio silence."

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(OCC: when will ThePeoplesFreedom be back on, anyone know?)

OCC: Um... I have already replied and sent planes against your recon.

OCC: Um... I have already replied and sent planes against your recon.

(OCC: I raised altitude, give me a minute to make another post.)

"REcon nine, get your ass on my tail, just cause your a nuget doesn't mean I will go easy on you. Follow my lead, Comrade. Over."

"Sorry, this is my first time up,"

"I don't give a fuck, I am the lead plane. Follow me," warning alarms suddenly started flashing all over the place.

"Drop...DROP! Missile, Delta Six we have multiple bogeys, please advise. Delta Six."

"Comrade-Captain, six side-winders coming in hot, break, break!!" screamed the nuget, the unexperienced pilot jerked his plane to the left and a side winder slammed into his planes underbelly, the plane exploded in a blaze of glory.

"Damn!" the flight leads plane was riddled with machine gun fire. The first two casualties of the war had happened.


---------------------Carrier Excaliber, North Atlantic Fleet--------------------


"Comrade General, all REcon planes are down."

General Wycoff was holding a slip of paper in front of his face, his brow was twisted in frustration, he whispered;

"I know."