NationStates Jolt Archive

OCC: IC post coming.

Message to the world fromt he firehelepr government:
The small nation of Joinordie has given a threat to all nations. This small nation will now bear the consequences of that action when our military will storm the country and conquer it.
[[First carrier battle group]]
The first carrier battle group was a combination of two carrier task forces and contained amphibious elements. It also included many destroyers, light aircraft carriers, cruisers, three battleships, four battlecuisers, and many support and amphibious landing craft. It was quickly appraoching the hostile shores and all the forces anticipated a quick victory.

(( 1. When ever does a quick victory happen
2. Foriegn involvement will make the attacker lose unless there is none...))

The Government of the PLANT region has athurized the use of extreme force to deal with this threat. Under the planned action a all out invasion code named *censored* will take place on *censored*, *censored* and will involve a large number of ships, aircraft and troops. The total number of troops will not be releaved but over 500 million have been put on standby.

Saint Peter's Mountain Complex
Flames lurched out of silos. Missiles lit up the night sky, as the ASATS moved to smash the enemy orbital communications. Hundreds of missiles went, hoping to destroy the enemy. The ABM silos were also ready, mindful of any enemy counter-attack.

Third Fleet
Third Fleet was almost ready to depart with their load of an Army. It had been about a week, with the docks full of men and machine loading and preparing Third Fleet for the journey and fight ahead. It was a big logistical ordeal to supply an army and a fleet, but now the logistics had gotten down cold. As Night set, the fleet steamed out of harbor, complete with hospital and supply ships. Air Force bombers flew to cover them.

In the Air
A flight of one hundred B-77's flew in tight formation. Their powerful nuclear engines propelling them them thousands of miles towards the enemy country. they were loaded with a variety of lethal weapons, to destoy as many enemies as possible, so the grunts could better do the job. First, however, they would destroy the enemy fleet, and then they would turn towards the enemy airfields and radars. Following that, hundreds more B-77's would bomb the enemy bases and industry.

you didnt win

OOC: Don't just bomb the guy to shit, I hate when people do that. Let him at least mount a defense.

you didnt win

OCC: Excuse me? How did I not win?

OOC: Don't just bomb the guy to shit, I hate when people do that. Let him at least mount a defense.

OCC: The bombers are on the way... He has a chance to intercept him. BTW, TG me your AIM.

OOC: Joinordie09 LEARN HOW TO RP

ZAFT forces Assault task force
Dreadnought HEZS FireHawk (task force flag ship)


"We are within airstrike range sir, all ships report ready" the ships XO reported "get me fleetwide" The fleets admiral said "All ships this is the admiral attack will take place now, all aircraft attack and attack on vector 4-9-5 and give them hell" he ordered. With that order the many aircraft carriers in the fleet launched literally thousands of aircraft which closed for the attack. It was simple Air superiority, take out any thing in the air then return home.

(( OOC: looks like this is have class while you are getting conquered.... you have to RP your defence, one can never actually RP the loss of another nation However, one can insinuate that you are going to lose it.... you also can't take losses because with the ammount of men wer are throwing at your we can easily out populate your nation))
[[fleet]
The decks of all the carriers were busy. The small unmanned carrier launched their 24 UCAVs into the air. The larger one launched fighters and the light escorts launched VTOL aircraft. The two battleships with their prototype railguns (what.... its proposed dumb budget cuts launcehs a shell at mach 10 and has a range of 200 mi) began to fire numerous shells generally at enemy fortifications. The shells were GPS guisded and many were bound to hit their target. The battleships also launched scored of unmanned airfracft and submarines to eliminate any sea threat.

OOC: how do we know who is who?

OOC: Don't just bomb the guy to shit, I hate when people do that. Let him at least mount a defense.

OOC: As stated int the thread, you can all beat him by getting tons of unarmed children from your nation and combining them into one force. I take it this is a parody thread due to the nature of Joinordie09's "threat" to the world and thus if this is a parody thread should have a large wave of children take over his nation for parody sake. :cool:

If I'm wrong then you can ICly have you nations justsend infantry and tank divisions to his nation because the leaders ICly wouldn't want to waste expensive military resources on a small nation and would rather send GIs and tanks with semi-cheap weaponry due to the fact that the leaders have a "these guys are so small we can beat them with anything attitude" ;)

((OOC: foreign intervention))

OOC: extreme intervension

OOC: this is somewhat hastily put together…

IC:

The Empire of Nebarri Prime has unofficially decided to make Joinordie09 a protectorate…though they did not tell anyone. They sent a light navel task force consisting of 2 Nimitz class Carriers, 2 Iowa class Battleships, 2 of the newly modified Kirov Battlecruisers(like the Russian Cruiser but has its cannons upped to 12in and has 9in armor), 20 of the armored Ticonderoga Cruisers(same as a US Ticonderoga but with 6in armor), and 10 of the much aged Los Angeles class Submarines…

The fleet managed to place itself between the Firehelper ships and the shore some time ago…and where now launching fighters from the carriers…

Noting the weapons fire from the Firehelper ships the Nebarri Fleet sent a message challenge to the Firehelper forces…

“end your act of aggression or we will be forced on orders to fire on your ships, as per the required defense of Joinordie09, any retaliation to our fireing on your ships shall be viewed as an act of war against the Nebarri Empire”

OCC: Firehelper, I can re-route the planes carrying Anti-shipping missiles to help you bomb them.

Several minutes later the fleet entered fireing range of the small hostile nation "All ships begin bombardment" he ordered. Soon after the fleet of about 500 ships, mostly battleships opened fire. Then Submarines came to the surface and opened there missile tubes and prepared to launch.

(OOC: Noobs need to be taught a proper lesson

(( and this is why I dont like attascking people.... foreign intervention makes me loose unless the thread says "closed"))
[[bridge of commandship]]
"unknown ships! sonar and radar indicates several carriers, battle cruisers, cruisers and submarines."
"Formation beta!" The ships began to move into a relative wedge formation with subs and progressing to carriers at the back. "Open a channel to the Nebarri_Prime ships"
"channel open."
"This nation invited us now get out of our way or die..... you have thrity seconds to start moving."

[[[aircover]]]
The dozens of aircraft changed direction for the fleet and prepared to destroy the still half-prepared fleet
[[fleet]]
All missiles and range capible guns were aimed toward the enemy fleet for firing at the thirty second mark

Message to the Joinordie09 Government from Lord Sumguy:
We are saddened to hear that you have just caused what will be the complete annhihilation of your nation. we request permision to evacuate civilians and bring them to the Holy Empire Of Lord Sumguy until the war is finished. We wish to minimize any human loss in this war, and this is the best we can do, for we are still a relatively small nation. We have but one condition for this evacuation: no government officials or military personnel will be allowed to take refuge in the Holy Empire of Lord Sumguy, for if any did, we would become a target for the attacking nations.

With deepest sorrow for your impending loss,
-Lord Sumguy

OOC: O.o CLOWNS??? WTF????

IC


Over the small tiny nation high in the sky, in space military armed sat's watched, each with one nuke and one 4000 lbs warhead missile sat overhead watching the situation, not active but still watching. Back on earth the fleet continued to fire, since there was nothing in the air the fleet of aircraft returned to the fleet and circled for orders. The fleet also sent a message...



This is Admiral John Dauntless of the ZAFT forces dreadnought Firehawk to all nations in the combat zone, Our government has detirmed this nation to be hostile and must be stopped before it becomes to big of a threat. If any try to stop us they will be met with force. The Supreme council has detirmined that under only two conditions will ZAFT forces withdraw.

A) The complete surrender of Joinordie09
or
B) The complete garrentie from the international community that Joinordie09 will be monitored and messure will be taken to prevent this nations further aggression towards the world

OOC: you will possibly take a loss here, but Nebarri Prime will pull out soon enough rather then risk escalation of the conflict that may reach total war and major loss for the Nebarri…due to them not being directly threatened, on the offensive, or with the overall advantage

IC:

The Nebarri fleet Commander sent a replay to Firehelpers fleet stating only two words

“make us”

and the fleet moved quickly to target the Firehelper ships and planes and more Nebarri Fighters where prepped to face the enemy fighters(I have in the air maybe 16)

Though most of the fleets weapons could be locked on the Firehelper fleet and ready to fire before the 30 second mark was reached they would wait to see if the opposing fleet would stick to its word before firing…then the battle would likely be swift and decisive for one side or long, bloody, and devastating for both…

OOC: O.o CLOWNS??? WTF????

OOC: ROFL! Hey, I only wanted to see how little force is required to beat him. :p

International Waters, Two-Hundred Kilometers off shore of Joinordie09, Pudite Task Force Zero-Nine
Floating off shore of the fledgling republic, calling themselves 'Joinordie09', were the one-thousand-plus gleaming white ships, each gun barrel, railing, and doorknob in the cleanest ivory paint...

The sun shone down on this display, reflecting off the massive crescent formed as they rolled through the calm waters, coming ever closer and closer to this new country. Deep within the tossing bowels of one-hundred heavy amphibious transports were the soldiers of the 5th Naval Infantry Legion, five-hundred thousand of the Emperor's finest marines. These men, clad from head to foot in solid black armor and finely crafted Kevlar cloths, were each worth, in their commanders eyes, more than a hundred of whatever armed farmers their enemy could muster…

Overhead the fleet’s compliment of aircraft, fully four-thousand F-78K Strakhen Sokol naval fighters among them, flew in perfect formation. These aircraft alone were worth more than the entire defense budget for the next ten years of this pitiful realm. Flying in shifts, there were usually only two or three hundred airborne at a time. Any threat this nation could offer in the sky was dismissed as miniscule.

Below the aircraft, the fleet continued. Steaming forward at roughly thirty knots, the first attack of this Pudite expeditionary force was about to commence. At the rear of the fleet, just inside the protective escort screen, was perhaps the newest piece in this giant puzzle. Forty Torrent-class arsenal ships silently slid away the covers of their more than thirteen thousand VLS tubes.

Rising in perfect symmetry, the missiles of the thirteen blocks of tubes rose into the sky, their smoky trails creating a forest of exhaust rising off the water, as the arsenal ships themselves had, at most, a few feet of freeboard. All in all, with every single missile tube in the arsenal ship fleet emptied, exactly five-hundred and twenty thousand missiles were now streaking at roughly mach seven, towards the shore of this 'Joinordie09'. These hundreds of thousands of missiles, each a large land-attack cruise missile with many sporting roughly eight-hundred pounds of high-explosives, were bound for the civilian centers of this nation.

With only a trifle more than five-million people at best, they could not be so hard to find... The large cities and suburbs, where the people lived, were the priorities. Roughly half of these missiles were armed, as outlined, with eight-hundred pound warheads, and would assuredly cause massive damage to infrastructure and morale. This would be a hefty strike, sure enough, but that was not all that was bound for these arrogant newcomers...

The other half of the cruise missiles, outwardly exactly the same as their more explosive companions, were mounted with chemical-filled warheads. Contained, densely, inside these missiles was the chemical known to its creators as Night Lord's Urine. Accompanying it, in a smaller percentage of missiles, was another gas. This second assortment was known as Eastern Gas Level III.

The first chemical, the Night Lord's Urine, was perhaps the deadlier. It would, upon release, be not immediately detectable among the explosions and fires of the general attacks. It was colorless and odorless, and this was its strength. It would deposit behind the retinas of its victim, a series of engineered proteins that would not develop properly, thusly interrupting the optic nerve and cutting off the victim’s sight. This may take as long as a few days, or as little as a few minutes depending on the health of the victim. Permanent blindness, deposited in the most concentrated urban centers...

The second gas, the Eastern Gas, Level III, was more a physical effect. This gas was indeed noticeable, although again, with the fire and chaos, it may not be immediately detected. It would proceed to be assimilated through the body of its victim, where it would lodge itself in the large calf muscles of the human body. It would here begin to eat away at the flesh for at least seven hours, during which time the other symptoms would begin to set in; vomiting hacking cough, tiredness, droopiness, migraines, difficult to concentrate, lowered body temperature, sensitive skin, as well as muscle spasms throughout the body. Finally, after roughly seven hours, the symptoms begin to wear down, as the chemical finishes it's work. The large upper leg muscle is largely handicapped, leaving the victim a cripple at best, or dead, depending on the severity of the symptoms and relative health.

There was no declaration, no message, no warning. The Dominion had dispensed with such things ages ago. The Emperor desired this land, and he would have it. No troublesome little military junta would hold him back...

It was all a matter of time...

....25...26...27...28...29...30
All the guns, missiles, turpedo tubes, and all other range capibible weapons launched at the enemy fleet They fired salvo after salvo of GPS guided rounds. The dozens of (yes doxens against 16.... go get UCAVs they are small and cheep (compared to fighters) yet effective)

[Delta 1]
"This is delta one, target in range, AWAC detects 16 in the air and our aircraft are moving to engage." Target is the launching planes on the nimitz. SATCOM is patching us through a live feed with the satilite. activating NLOSM flashfire-3. Target aquired.... missile armed... launching." The missile sped away over the horizon. It used GPS and the satiltie feed to caclulate its position against the carrier. It went for the one plane that was about to enter the catapult. The plane would soon be destroyed in a spectacular explosion... hopefully leaving secondary explosions.
Delta two, three and four also launched missiles at both carrier aiming to the waiting planes.
"Target.... ship bridge, target acquired, missile armed, launching." another misile sped away this time for the brdige. Hopefully this first strike would cripple the enemy.... if not there was always the fleet.

International Waters, One-Hundred and Eighty Kilometers off shore of Joinordie09, Pudite Task Force Zero-Nine
Fleet Admiral Stepanov syn Vakarina, commander of the Pudite Task Force Zero-Nine, was watching his mammoth fleet advance from the bridge of his command dreadnaught, the Faithful Conversion. The light reflected off sharply into his eyes, even shielded as they were behind the observing window. He was roughly half way up the command and control tower dominating the superstructure of his Calypso-class monster; in the observation-command room, the middle of the three-tiered command structure.

Behind him, he heard the elevator that connected him to the rest of this ship slide open and close again. He did not turn, but knew who had entered. Anyone else would have announced themselves beforehand.

“Yes, Mr. White,” The Admiral offered, addressing his only non-military crewmember on board. Mr. White was an agent of the Emperor, and one of his kind was sent with each Task Force leaving territorial waters, to ensure that the Emperor’s will be upheld. The rank itself was known as ‘Mr. White’, and each man in that role took that as his name.

“Sir, new information regarding our target,” The man responded, in a steady, monotonous voice.

“Yes,” probed the Admiral,

“Rather, sir, information regarding our target’s waters… They’re occupied,”

“We’re not alone?”

“No, we’re not.”

“Anyone of importance?” The Admiral turned to face his advisor, who stood exactly six-foot tall, most of which was covered by a long white trench coat that was the symbol of his office.

“No sir, some young navies and overanxious commanders. One that we’ve made contact with, though; The PeoplesFreedom. They seem to have a large bomber force en route.”

“Well, this is our claim. Kill the rest.”

“Aye sir,”

And so Mr. White left the room again, returning to the top deck, where the rest of the ships chief officers were.

The Dominion would get what it wanted, and they would have it alone. No messages were sent to the engaging fleets, and no hostile actions were taken. The only change was the few thousand supplemental fighters that took to the air a few minutes after the conversation.

Now that there was some resistance, it would do to have some defense…

Message to the Joinordie09 Government from Lord Sumguy:
We are saddened to hear that you have just caused what will be the complete annhihilation of your nation. we request permision to evacuate civilians and bring them to the Holy Empire Of Lord Sumguy until the war is finished. We wish to minimize any human loss in this war, and this is the best we can do, for we are still a relatively small nation. We have but one condition for this evacuation: no government officials or military personnel will be allowed to take refuge in the Holy Empire of Lord Sumguy, for if any did, we would become a target for the attacking nations.

With deepest sorrow for your impending loss,
-Lord Sumguy

Flying over the sea 1500 miles off the shore of Joinordie09

Commander Garth Stevens, in an F-16 fighter, one of the few his nation could afford, looked out at the aircraft surrounding him. There were 19 other F-16's, escorting 475 cargo planes, 180 civilian passenger planes, and 50 military personell transport planes carrying 15,000 lightly armed soldiers. He hoped that neither the fighters or soldiers would be neccesary, partially because he was hoping for this to be a quick and peaceful evacuation, and partially because he knew that his forces would not ba able to defeat any of the nations that were advancing on Joinordie09. He radioed to the officer who were going to be co-ordinatng the evacuation, if there was to be one: "any message from the Joinordie09 Government?"

"No Sir, they havent responded."

"Hmm, well, we cant wait forever. send a message to the admirals of the fleets surrounding Joinordie09, and ask them if we could land on some of their aircraft carriers to refuel. We will, of course, pay for any fuel we use to resupply our planes."

"Yes sir.....wait, im seeing what appear to be over 100,000 missles on the radar, they are coming from close to where the Pudite Navy was last reported to be...from what i can see, they are headed toward the main Joinordie09 cities."

This startled Commander Stevens so much that he nearly caused his F-16 to do a barrel roll, and had to fly back into formation. "WHAT!?!?" he screamed, "Thats it, i dont care if they accept our aid or not, we are going in there and rescuing any survivors we can! Get chemical suits on, and get some antboiotics and anti viral medicine for the people we rescue. The Pudite Empire has been known in the past to use chemical weapons, and i wouldnt put it past them this time. Get in and out as quickly as possible. if we are attacked, then the infantry and fighters will stay behind and attempt to hold off any hostile forces long enough for the rescue planes to get out."

"Yes sir, we will arrive about 45 minutes after the missles do"

International Waters, One-Hundred and Seventy-Five Kilometers off shore of Joinordie09, Pudite Task Force Zero-Nine
As the foreign fleets, only a few hundred kilometers away, continued to battle, the Pudite fleet kept up it's advance. Only a few minutes before the missiles were armed and the larger contingent of aircraft was put to flight. Now, it was time that they be used...

Watching from the bridge of the Faithful Conversion, Admiral Vakarina observed as his fleet began the attack. The smaller escort ships and AEGIS destroyers started the salvo, followed by larger ship-to-ship missiles from cruisers and capital ships. All in all, there were over three-hundred of the destroyers and escorts, as well as roughly forty battleships and heavier dreadnaughts, such as the Faithful Conversion herself.

More than ninety thousand light sea-skimming anti-ship missiles sped off the decks of the destroyers, moving at speeds approaching mach nine, towards the lighter craft making up the periphirals of the fleets. Each would deliver a two-hundred and fifty-pound penetrator warhead to the traditionally weakest point of a fighting ship; it's deck.

Following that would be the capital ship volley, consisting of roughly thirty-two thousand heavier missiles, each carrying a four-hundred pound warhead at mach six-point-five, bound for the larger of the enemy ships. The carriers and battleships of the Firehelper and Nebarrian fleets would be overwhelmed by the sheer weight of the firepower leveled against them.

With the heavy Torrent-class ships busy reloading behind them, it was up to the traditional ships to fight this battle, at least for now. Soon, they would be ready, and then the slaughter would truly begin...

Meanwhile, in the air, an attack force of fighters and strike craft was dispatched to deliver a second blow to the fleets surely to be stunned by the initial volley. All reports indicated an absolutely miniscule amount of planes in action above the opposing navies, and so the task of the twenty-four hundred F-41A light multi-role fighters was seen to be nearly pointless.

Being escorted by these two-thousand-plus planes were two-hundred modified A-89N Molotok attack aircraft. Each of these planes would be sporting thirty-three thousand pounds of anti-shipping munitions. That is; high-altitude GPS-guided penetrator bombs, light sea-skimming missiles, torpedoes, and traditional attack missiles.

This airborne force would not split its efforts, as did the missile salvos, they would just have to hit both in order... The first attack would be leveled against the Nebarrian fleet, as it stood most to intervene in any Pudite landing, with their defensive policies. After hitting the Nebarrian fleet, they would simply cross the small stretch of ocean separating them, and continue to do their work on the Firehelper fleet.

This battle would soon be over...

OOC: As stated int the thread, you can all beat him by getting tons of unarmed children from your nation and combining them into one force. I take it this is a parody thread due to the nature of Joinordie09's "threat" to the world and thus if this is a parody thread should have a large wave of children take over his nation for parody sake. :cool:

Hey the children thing is what I said >.<

OOC: it would seem that Joinordie09 is attempting to ignore this thread, what happens if he doesnt respond?

OOC: *bump* so, he can win just by not responding?

OOC: No, I just don't think he's on NS anymore. He probably gave it up. He hasn't posted anything since the last one in this thread.

OOC: then we have to declare this dead, since the guy that this involves is gone