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The sound of black boots hitting the wet concert could be heard down the tunnel as members of the Dark Gaurd hunted down the forces still loyal to the Royal Family. General Mâchoire de Fer had been the dictator of the small island nation for almost fourty years. Thoughout this dark time, there were still those brave enough to oppose is iron rule.

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The Captain of the company of Dark Gaurds stopped, and held up his arm. The company halted instantly and placed thier weapons at the ready. With a gloved hand, the Captain began to feel the damp walls of the tunnel.

[click]

A brick moved aside and the secret passage opened. The Captain nodded and the Dark Gaurd moved in swiftly, firing thier automatic weapons into the tunnel's dark opening.



"Sir! They're here, we must get you to saftey! We can not wait any longer!"

The King looked up at the young knight and nodded. His tired blue eyes full of regret. His nation was in ruins, and he had spent most of his life running from Mâchoire de Fer.

"Let us depart then, lead the way young sir"

The King had hoped to wait just a bit longer in order to hear from his son, but to no avail. He would simply have to wait another day. His Knights rushed him to the Veil de Roi, a small submarine that had been the King's home for so many years.

It was fortunate that the King had been surrounded with such loyal followers. The Order of Orange were willing to sacrifice thier lives to protect the Royal Family. It was unfortunate that many of them had. The current regime had assumed that they had killed the remaining members of the royal family, until recent revolts had sprung up all over the country. Revolts that claimed to be led by forgotten Prince.

Prince Drake of the Fifth Family


OCC: This RP is open and ongoing. Currently, the island kingdom is being ruled by a brutish dictator that has overthrown the King. You may offer assistance to the Royals or to the General. The nation is currently 5 million people, most of which oppose the current ruler. The revolt has not yet reached the revolutionary stage, and it is only occuring in pockets at the moment. The Capital City of Fivehearts is Port Alexis.

The Kingdom of Fivehearts

Once a prosperous nation, renowned for it's naval technology. During World War II it had supplied the Allies with some of the finest navy vessels. It's people were in love with the sea, and it seemed all would go well.

However, the people were betrayed by General Mâchoire de Fer. He orchastrated a coup that forced the Royal Family into hiding, disbanded the Parliment, and had the Prime Minister arrested for treason.

Fearing outside interference of his new rule, the General imposed a strict isolationist policy. Without trade, the grand fleets of Fivehearts diminshed, and the economy became worse and worse.

It has been fourty years since he first took power.

King Drake and the General have both aged significantly. However, the forgotten Prince still looms in the background. He stands ready to reclaim power, and restore peace to his people.

Emperor Olaf IV, of the Scandinvan Empire, desires to support your monarchy with the full of the Scandinvan Empire to support your nation to restore the monarchy to its full former glory.

To achieve this the Empire is willing to offer you the support of 120,000 Imperial soldiers to the aide of your nation. Along with this we are willing to send 2500 Abram tanks, 1800 Comanche’s, 8000 Humvess, 1200 F-18s, 500 B-52s and a couple thousand pieces of artillery to support the forces. As well, we shall throw in ninety billion dollars.

We hope you accept our offer of aide.

Signed,
Imperial Steward Erida

All of Fivehearts media ran through a single station that was controlled by the General's forces. Everything the media produced reeked of lies and propaganda, but for the citizens of the Kingdom it was the only thing on.

However, there was going to be a bit of a change in programming.

17:00 Hours
Port Alexis

Ministry of Truth Headqaurters, formally KPAX - TV Station

The television crew was getting ready for the 18:00 hour broadcast of the nightly 'news.' Anchor Jim Oder was fixing his tie and going over todays proclaimations of the 'glorious general' and the 'evil doings' of Rebels that were still on the loose.

He really hated his job, but he was pushing 60 and it was hardly time for a carrer change.

He glanced at his watch, they would start taping soon.

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The security gaurd at the front was bored silly. He flipped through the evening's sports scores and streched out in his chair. Although technicly a solider in nation's military, he was of very low rank and very low stature.

So, when three men walked in wearing Orange Capes and masks, he didn't know quite how to react. Not that he would had time to:

The lead man lifted his cape and pulled a silenced pistol and shot the man dead before he could so much as shout. When the room was secured, more caped men swarmed the room, including a much taller man whose cape was black instead of orange.

Off they went, room by room, hallway by hallway.

People didn't know how to react. Some screamed, some cried, and some just gazed in bewilderment. They Caped Men didn't shout, didn't say anything. They just left two gaurds in each room and said nothing. As if nothing was out of the ordinary. Much less a hostile, militant takeover of the television station.

The people at the station knew that these wern't the General's men, but couldn't tell who these men were.

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Jim Oder sat at his anchor desk and waited for the cameras to start rolling. He expected the director to walk in at any moment. Instead, three caped men burst into the room and drew thier weapons.

"HEY! What do you think you're doing" Oder shouted, standing up from his chair.

The talled man, the one wearing a black cape, raised a hand for silence. With little ceremony, he took off his mask and laid it on the desk.

Oder was stunned...it couldn't be....not after all these years.

Your Highness?? King Drake?! You havn't aged at all!"

The man smiled, I am not King Drake, but rather his son. Please, do not be alarmed Mr. Oder. I simply wish to speak to my people for a moment. If you don't mind

[i]"No, by all means...., replied the man.

And with that, a man in orange turned the cameras on. The other was at the control panel, and ensured that all channels would broadcast the same message.

Emperor Olaf IV, of the Scandinvan Empire, desires to support your monarchy with the full of the Scandinvan Empire to support your nation to restore the monarchy to its full former glory.

To achieve this the Empire is willing to offer you the support of 120,000 Imperial soldiers to the aide of your nation. Along with this we are willing to send 2500 Abram tanks, 1800 Comanche’s, 8000 Humvess, 1200 F-18s, 500 B-52s and a couple thousand pieces of artillery to support the forces. As well, we shall throw in ninety billion dollars.

We hope you accept our offer of aide.

Signed,
Imperial Steward Erida

OCC: Prince Drake is about to make his announcement to the world and to his people. I'll assume this message was received after the message...just to keep things logical chronologicly speaking.

You should know that Fivehearts is an island nations with the same geographic make-up as the Hawaiian islands. (Small Island Chains with lots of mountains)

OCC: Prince Drake is about to make his announcement to the world and to his people. I'll assume this message was received after the message...just to keep things logical chronologicly speaking.

You should know that Fivehearts is an island nations with the same geographic make-up as the Hawaiian islands. (Small Island Chains with lots of mountains)OOC: Sorry, sent the post early as I must have clicked the wrong window, I am in multiple forums right now. Also, please view then it being made after your new address.:p

The television screens flicked arosss the islands...

The steady drumbeat of propaganda interupted....

A face came on the television. A handsom man with ice blue eyes and dark hair. He was wearing what appeared to be armor, and a black cape.

The older generation would swear that it was the King himself, that somehow he had escaped the ravages of time.

But it was his son, the Prince that nobody knew of. The Prince that had never known a free nation. Far from being raised in a grand palace overlooking the sea, he was raised on the Veil de Roi, learing the hard life of a sailor. He was strong, and his voice shook with conviction.

"My people! My people!

For far too long we have endured a tryannical rule of a traitorous general. A man who had sworn an oath to protect this country, and has instead drove it into ruin. Some of you, he has imprisioned. Some of you he has silenced. Some of you, he has even killed.

There was a time when our nation stood for, and fought for, the ideals of Freedom and Democracy. There was a time when we where free to walk the streets and speak our mind. Those days are long gone now.

But not forever.

My name is Prince Drake, son of King Drake of Fivehearts. I speak before you today not as a monarch, but as a fellow Freedom Fighter.

For far too long we have suffered. For far too long have we been oppressed.The time to rise against this evil is now. The time to strike is today. Let this day be a declaration of our independence, and a declartion of war against the treachours general who now usurps power from the people.

Myself and the Knights of the Orange Order will fight for freedom, and we ask you to join me. We ask for the support of the international community in supporting our struggle against those who oppress us.

Thank you, and God Bless

The television camera turned off, and the Prince and his men quickly began to evacuate the station before the Dark Gaurds would be able to capture them. They would not have much time.

Deep in the palace, the General fumed.

OOC: May I dispatch a few White Phoenix Scouts to take down this dictator?

OCC: Everyone may start sending thier forces now, but I'm going to need some time to let the story play out. You can RP mobilizing troops, but keep in mind that the geography of my nation is an island chain. The economy is in poor shape and most of the military is conscripted, so they won't be putting much of a fight. (So try not to overwhelm the dictator too quickly

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Prince Drake placed the Mask back on his head. The mask was specificly made for the Order of Orange and it contained datafeeds of any Knight he wished to see. It was pretty advanced stuff for rebels to have, but the Royal Family still had pretty good connections.

[BOOM] Sir! 1st Lance Reporting in, they're here sir. Limited number, only looks to be a company sized element

Drake spoke back to the solider through the mask's radio, Copy that, we've got to fight our way through before they send more troops. We're on our way

Down below, the Order of Orange had barricaded themselves at the enterence. Although the Dark Gaurds had blasted a hole through the door, any troop who crawled through the entryway quickly found themselves full of holes.

Machine gun fired entered the buildings causing the Knights to raise their sheilds.

[clink-clink-clink]

As heavy as the sheilds were to carry, they were bullet proof to a certain extent. They wouldn't last forever though. The Knights raised thier Gunblades and shot back at the Gaurds.

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The Veil de Roi
Off the Coast of Port Alexis


The clever thing about the Veil de Roi was it was the last place you would expect to find the Royal Family hiding. Small enough to travel in the island's shallow coasts, it had once again carried the King to saftey. They had surfaced so they could catch any word on the Prince's operation.

The King smiled as his Communication's Officer had replayed the speech.

A young ensign approached the King. "Sir! The mission appears to have been successful. Emperor Olaf IV, of the Scandinvan Empire has offered military assistance. Should we make an attempt to contact him?

The King paused for a moment. Communication was difficult, since the General monitered most radio and cellular traffic. However, given the situation, it was worth the risk.

The King turned to the Ensign, Please inform them that we would be happy to receive any assistance

We have heard your cry for help, so, we will send an elite squad of 250 "Falcon Warrior" troops, armed with FN SCAR combat rifle's, and M1911A1 Pistols, by airdrop to assist you, we hope you will apperciate this gift, and we shall help you remove the dictator from his unwise reign,

John Macked
Foreign Minister
Calizorinstan

BOOM!

A rocket launched from one of the bigger Knights hit a patrol van as the Order continues thier escape from the Ministry of Truth.

"How are we doing First Lance?! shouts Drake through his radio. The noise of the firefight is deafing.

We've taken some hits sir. Johnson, Red, and Steel are down. Some of the goons have started to back off after we threw that rocket at them.

BOOM! Another rocket attacks the second Patrol Van. The remaining Dark Gaurds seem to hesitate. They still outnumber the Knights, but they've never been in a real fight before.

"Sir, if we're going to get you out, we should do it now."

Drake shouts an affirmitive through his mic and starts making his escape. He charges out to the front, his gunblade blazing as he leaves the building. Dozens of Knights follow him, carrying the wounded with them.

Luckily, the Company Captain has been shot dead. The Gaurds do not persue.

Meanwhile, the King continues to respond to messages

OOC: I am sending Spec Ops and most notably the Scouts to kill off the Dictator.

Vetakan Defence Force Flanders Military Base, Honako:

The newly constructed Flanders Military Base within Honako was the result of a new era in Honako-Vetakan Relations. Vetaka in return for her defence of Honako was given permission to deploy and develop strategical forces. As a result with Honako lying just over 500 Miles North of Fivehearts it made tactical sense that any deployment would be made from their. Out on the Tarmac of the Runway two men carrying Weapons and Kit loaded their weaponary into the waiting C-5 Galaxy (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/C-5_Galaxy) these men where battlehardend yet peaceful they where the famous Vetakan Scouts the elite Spec Ops forces of Vetaka made up of the Warriors of the White Phoenix Tribe once they where ready a total of 15 other men walked out carrying weapons, kit and other equipment wearing Spec Ops Black Combat Fatigues these where a contingent of Vetakan Commandos from the 303 Strike Commando Unit loading into the Aircraft they like the Scouts fitted themselves with Spec Ops Parachutes. The mission was clear Deploy and Kill the Dictator General Mâchoire de Fer of Fivehearts a man whom had stood in the way of Freedom and Democracy those whom stood in the way of Freedom where the enemy of Vetaka.

Taking positions within the Plane they where ready to deploy. The Insertion Plan was simple because of the Fivehearts Army was in total conflict it was hoped most AA Defence would be concentrated on eachother than a High Flying Plane. Getting Clearance from the Control Tower the 4 Plane Flight roared down the runway 1 after the other. Made up of 1 C-5 Galaxy and 3 FA-15 Cardinals (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=523062) escorting and taking down any Enemy Fighters and AA Defences within a few hours Operation: Take Down had begun.

The HRH Prince Drake:

We will be sending half a million marines aboard our carrier group within 24 hours(I'm assuming your in the Pacific or Carribean) after you approve this agreement. Howevever, this is conditional on you agreeing to a limited constitutional monarchy and power sharing with your parliament of old. Should there be no Parliament within 2 RL days of the general's decomisioning my troops will turn on your people and receive reinforcements. Absolute monarchy is the same thing as a dictatorship and I hope the others will concur. In addition, I ask for and agrement of trade and alliance after this evil tyrant has been overthrown.

I hope this offer is reasonable.

Hon. D. M. Corleone
Vice President of the Free Democratic Government of the Empiricus Islands

OOC: Half a million Marines? In 24 Hours? Cal I am going after the Dictator could you create a Diversion? Also you can refuel at Flanders if required. Apologies for OOC

OOC: Half a million Marines? In 24 Hours? Cal I am going after the Dictator could you create a Diversion? Also you can refuel at Flanders if required. Apologies for OOC

My guys do whatever is necessary, Vetaka. Most islands RP being from the Pacific or Carribean, from what I see and it seems as though since mine is a chain of islands that expand from the south to central pacific, it is not unreasonable that I could get people their fast.

I am pretty new to RPs but I believe that is logical.

@Fivehearts: Sorry about the threatening tone of the last TG, it wasn't met to be. After all we are men of reason here, no?

General Mâchoire de Fer lowered his pistol as the Dark Gaurd Commander dropped to the marble floor. A look of horror still engraved on his now dead face. The General did not tolerate failure.

While his troops had discoverd the port in which his prey has escaped, it appeard that the damage brought on by his son was far worse. Already, it seemed that other nations were mobilizing to take him down.

If anyone thought he was going to go quietly, they were mistaken.

Despite the call to arms, he still maintianed control of the military. [Most military officers who still supported the King had been ethier shot or had became part of the Order of Orange.

The General ordered his submarine Wolf Packs to mobilize to meet the invaders. The Battleship Saignée and her command group would blockade Port Alexis from enemy assualt.

He would not let the Royals take back the throne that easily.



The King glanced at the map on the command deck. Green dots lined the map of possible allies coming into the region.

Send a message to Vetaka and FreeDemGov, let them know they are clear to enter our waters and begin their attack. Inform them that they should expect heavy resistance from submarine wolfpacks. Advise them of the reefs that surround our main island. I hope they arn't thinking of landing those troops just anywhere. Also, send them the latest data we have on the Generals air defences.





OCC: The General isn't go to give up so easily. Don't expect there to be much of a civil war going on. Drake's troops are still too small for a direct attack. The air defences will be pretty active, but the General only has a few dozen F14 sqaudrons to defend the island with.

OOC: Sure I will Vetaka, anything for a fellow ally..., I'll land at their main beach....

IC:

Charlie Company got in their LCAV vehicles and headed for the main beach of the nation of Fireheart, they were wondering if it would be like Omaha Beach all over again, they heard the gun's of the R.C.S Mira Mesa, pounding the dictator's forces, cheered, when they arrived at the beach, they disembarked, and landed on the beach, preparing to fight the dictator's forces...

OOC: Sure I will Vetaka, anything for a fellow ally..., I'll land at their main beach....

IC:

Charlie Company got in their LCAV vehicles and headed for the main beach of the nation of Fireheart, they were wondering if it would be like Omaha Beach all over again, they heard the gun's of the R.C.S Mira Mesa, pounding the dictator's forces, cheered, when they arrived at the beach, they disembarked, and landed on the beach, preparing to fight the dictator's forces...

OCC: I'm ignoring this. See the OCC thread for details. You can't just land an invasion force. I still have a navy you need to contend with

UPDATE: The declaration of independence came just hours ago, so unless you've been planning to invade me for 6 months, then it still seems kinda god-modish

OOC: Will you un ignore me, if I do the RP properly, I didn't intend to godmod, here I'll fix it..., I feel bad I am being ignored, I didn't mean too...

IC:

The 1st Navy, comprising of 4 Peter the Great Class Battleship, 7 Guided Missile Cruisers, and 5 Typhoon class subs, and 2 George Washington class supercarrier approached Fireheart, and prepared to fight, they had been on the sea for 5 months now, and they approached their destination...

General,

Our Carrier Group is on the way. They and our allies will make your nation return to a constitutional monarchy. This is the only way. You know your small nation can only send fish boats with guns. Surrender if you are intelligent. We will provide you with a gold bar and a free plane trip to any nation which shall give you sanctuary. Otherwise the FDG and her allies shall give no mercy. You will die. But, knowing human nature you will wish to attack us despite the futility. Our coordinates are currently [insert random combo]. Feel free to come and get us but then our offer is null and void.

Sincerely,
Grand Admiral M. Farell

The Épée
Outside Fivehearts Waters

Admiral James Vile glanced over his charts as his submarines slowly crept foward. The first invasion fleets had mobilized, but they would not have had the time to arrive here. They would be here soon enough though. He began to place his submarines in ambush positions along the CoeurTrench. The deep underwater trench was the perfect place to hide. He would simply wait until the enemy traveled over his head, and then attack from below. The Wolf Pack's numbers would ensure that any major vessel would suffer greatly.

All he had to do was wait.

OCC: I'll recognize you're invasion fleet, but I'm going to expect that my forces will have had at least some time to prepare a good defence

OOC: Okay thanks, I apologize for the misunderstanding, and the idoitic move on my part...

IC:

1st fleet had re-enforcment's, the 2nd fleet, that was 2x as big, but it was 2 week's away, the P-3's from the nearest Calizorinstani airfield, were searching the area for enemy submarine's, they picked up 3 enemy submarine's, that were far below, so they circled, but the Peter the Great class battleship's would be very tough to sink, so when they detected some enemy submarines, they would attack, the 7-8 Typhoon class submarine's, were going to flank the enemy submarines's, by going around, and sneaking up on them from behind, the sub commander hoped that this whole thing would be a good diversion so that the Vetakan's could do their thing, even if they died, and if the dictator died in the end, it'd be worth it, and they'd be heroes of Calizorinstan.

Imperial Message to the true King of Fivehearts:

We have begun to assemble our forces and in three weeks time we shall begin to land the first of our forces on your people’s shore and from there we shall work towards the goal of restoring the monarchy and to rebuild your nation to its former glory before the mad reign of the dictator who took over the lands which rightfully belong to you and your people.

Signed

Imperial Steward Erida

Military Base of the Island Meso

On the island of Meso a small sending force of the Imperial Navy, in the terms of many countries a large fleet in comparison, began to assemble in the protected harbor of Meso. Such a force of 3 aircraft carriers, 2 battleships, 7 heavy cruisers, 16 medium cruisers, 40 light cruisers, 62 destroyers, 53 frigates, and 240 transports.

For the military 120,000 Imperial soldiers were being massed quickly on the island and all the extra promised military equipment was also being assembled there as such the fleet would soon be ready to set out in force to free the land of Fivehearts soon...

General,

Our Carrier Group is on the way. They and our allies will make your nation return to a constitutional monarchy. This is the only way. You know your small nation can only send fish boats with guns. Surrender if you are intelligent. We will provide you with a gold bar and a free plane trip to any nation which shall give you sanctuary. Otherwise the FDG and her allies shall give no mercy. You will die. But, knowing human nature you will wish to attack us despite the futility. Our coordinates are currently . Feel free to come and get us but then our offer is null and void.

Sincerely,
Grand Admiral M. Farell

The General was less than pleased.

The audacity of the westerners was astounding. To GIVE him the cordinates of their carrier group were a stroke of sheer mockery.

He looked at the map and wondered which fleet would arrive first. The FreeDemGov or the Calizorinstani Navy. Ethier way, the only way into the capitol was through Port Alexis. The Battleships and the Wolf Pack awaited at sea and the Air Force was flying constant patrols.

He had one of his aides send off a reply:

[I]To the most arrogant government of FreeDemGov,

Your audacity and disregard for international law will not be tolerated. We are a soverign nation and you have no right to invade our lands. Our people do not seek your help and wish you an ill fate upon the cruel sea.

We suggest that you do not violate our rights of soverignty as our people will fight to the death to protect our lands. You're forces may be many, but they will falter on the rocks of our mountains and the iron will of our people.

Regards,
General

OOC: Fireheart, now that I know about the DOI, these troop's will be the peacekeeper's if you will, is that good?, I'm sorry for all the mistake's, I truly didn't intend to godmod in any way at all

IC:
To the True King of Fireheart,

We offer our armed troop's that are off the coast of Fireheart, and naval force's to your service for peacekeeping your land, and we are pleased to recognize you as the true ruler of Fireheart....

Gen.Roberts

OOC: Cal, I thought it was agreed we were supposed to get their first so RP their navy destroyed by the time they got their.

IC:

The TG had not arrived. The Admiral approached full speed. Thats when it happened. The subs intel had warned about approached roughly twelve of them. The Admiral was shown the first report on the subs in the area. He gave the order to drop the death charges from the 10 frigates and launch all torpedos from the 15 subs. The damage report showed that (insert number) of the subs had been terminated and (insert number) of the subs had been captured or fled. The subs were technologically inferior to the much larger nation of FDG's subs.

The Admiral countinued on his course. Eventually he approached Port Alexis. That is when the cruise missiles were launched from the ships and hit the frigates and battleship. Soon thereafter the planes were launched bomb select military targets.

He sent another TG to the General:
Last Chance.

drip....drop
drop...drip..drip...drop...

Across the island nation, the General Mâchoire de Fer had ordered lockdown. As the rain hit the paved streets, the sound of tanks and boots could be heard.

At every corner, a soldier stood. Black Boots. Dark Grey Uniform. And the ever present AK-47.

Shops had closed down. Dark Gaurds rounded up suspects at random. Anyone who looked of fighting age was taken from thier home and sent for 'processing' Those who were deemed loyal would be drafted into the National Defense Force. Those deemed disloyal would be shot.

General Mâchoire de Fer intended to have at least a million rifiles pointed towards the sea to meet the invaders. Each soldier was told that if he failed in his duty and fled, his family would be killed swiftly.

An F-14 Fighter swept over the beaches creating a sonic boom. Conscripts toiled in the wet weather digging trenches and building bunkers. They would work all hours of the night. Preparing. Preparing.

It didn't smell like rain at all...just fear

drip...drop.....drip...drop

5 Mig 1.42 Flatpack's, loaded with iron-bomb's, took off from the R.C.S George Washington, and headed toward's Port Alexis, to hopefully bomb the heck out of General Fer's city, they neared the target, SAM light's beeping, but they pressed on, and they dropped 15, 1,500 pound bomb's over the city, carpet bombing it, and turned off to assess how to evade the next threat's that would inevitably arise from the defenders...

This was going quite nicely. The ships were damaged, no one could tell if they were destroyed or just damaged but the crew was definately in a state of panic. They were not battle ready. That's when the bombardment of the coastal defenses began. Sure they had half a million marines heading toward a five million person nation but hey, why take more casualties then necessary. The coastal damages were (idk).


OOC: Fivehearts,tell me what the damages are! Are the ships destroyed or not? What about the coastal defenses I just attacked?

OCC: FreeDemGov, Mind if I slow down the naval battle just a bit? It's really crappy storytelling to have the whole thing go down in one post. I'll recognize the damage done, but at least let me fight through the thing.

Admiral Vile saw the approaching fleet sailing just ahead of the trench. The enemy's own submarines were using active pings and it wouldn't be long before thier sonar operators would be able to pick out the pack through the trenches narrow edges.

The Admiral needed to think very quickly. The biggest target in the enemy fleet was the carrier. He needed to wait just long enough for it to get in range. It didn't matter if it had a solid lock or not. The Carrier was the size of a small city.

"First Officer! Fill all torpedo tubes and prepare to launch. Comms, short radio burst to Wolf Pack: Fire at will, maintain radio silence.

A hush fell over the submarine force. Men nervously sat at their stations, preparing for the inevitable. The gunners stood ready at their stations, beads of sweat forming on thier brow.

PING!

The sound of the sonar wave hitting the Epee was unmistakable.

The Admiral shouted! "FIRE! FIRE! FIRE!"

The dozen subs that were lying in wait for the carrier group launched thier torps as the depth charges hit the water. There was no time to react, but the submarines commanders hoped that by staying as close to the ocean floor as possible they might survive the inital assualt.

Aboard the Epee, the sonar operator could hear explosions. The entire submarine shook with fright as the world exploded around them. The operator cringed as he heard the tell-tell sounds of another submarines hull breaching, and then the sickening sound of a tin-can being crushed to death. He then heard the sound of multiple torpedos being launched, followed by more sicking sounds.

The enemy fleet moved on as their countrymen died around them. The Epee may have been the only survior.




On the island, every aircraft in the Fiveheartian Airforce took to the skys. Alpha Sqaudron would intercept the Mig 1.42s that were headed towards to island. Beta Squadron would make an attack run on the carrier group, while Omega and Delta Sqaudrons would be escorting them

The 7 Mig 1.42's, were joined by 16 F-22N's, and 12 F-35B VTOL fighter's, and also from the second carrier 15 F/A-15N fighter's, 3 F-22N's, had already locked on the enemy fighter group's, and fired 5 missile's, at five plane's, of course the enemy fighter's wouldn't detect the F-22's or their missile's, until it was too late, and 6 F-22N's, fired their missile's toward's the Alpha Group Fighter's, and 3 locked on to some of Omega squad's airplane's, and the Mig 1.42's, locked on some of the Fiveheartian Air Force planes, that were going to intercepting them, and fired their AA-12 missiles...

Meanwhile, if any of Beta, Alpha and Omega Squadron's plane's survived, they would meet their end via the Phalanx gun system's on the carrier's, and battleship's, which the Phalanx CIWS on the two carriers, and 3 battleships, started firing at the Beta planes, and Alpha and Omega plane's, hopefully going to decimate them, if not, they'd fire again...

While the main invansion force was being assembled a thousand special force men begin to br dropped, over a few nights at high altiudes in order to minimze the high casuility that was bound to happen, before the intial invansion so as to begin charting the attack routes for the main army to use when reaching the interior of the islands, this was due to the fact that though satellites had taken pictures soil infromation was needed to determine what areas could support heavy vechiles and also to gain an idea of the position of the enemy mustering points. so thus the operation began.

5 Mig 1.42 Flatpack's, loaded with iron-bomb's, took off from the R.C.S George Washington, and headed toward's Port Alexis, to hopefully bomb the heck out of General Fer's city, they neared the target, SAM light's beeping, but they pressed on, and they dropped 15, 1,500 pound bomb's over the city, carpet bombing it, and turned off to assess how to evade the next threat's that would inevitably arise from the defenders...

Rouge Base to Alpha One, maintain heading zero degrees due north...5 bogies at your 12

Rodger that Rouge Base...Alpha Sqaurdon, engage afterburners...Two, cover my wing....

The F-14 desended to just above sea level, flying this low was dangerous, but nessesary if they were going to get close enough to strike.

The Migs were more worried about the SAMs, which would be launching thier arsenal within seconds of getting a lock.

Rouge Base to Alpha One, SAM sites have engaged Bogies, you are clear to engage

Rodger that, Alpha initate attack.

The pilot brought the Tomcat's nose up, facing the enemy aircraft. He armed the long-range air-to-air missile...

Wait for it...wait for it...

The computer locked on..

ALPHA ONE - FOX 2!

Alpha Sqaudron was on the attack

Two Mig 1.42's went down from the FAF F-14D's, but the other's recovered, and engaged the other's immedietly, and the leader got a lock on two F-14D's, and said "I've got a lock, Fox One, Two, missiles away!", and three AA-14 Adder's sped toward's the two F-14D's....

The King looked with horror at the reports he was getting. While the Navy and Airforce were the General's soldiers, they were still his fellow countrymen. An attack by this large of a force would be devestating. The King wasn't quite sure if he'd ever be able to forgive himself.

The Prince wasn't in a very forgiving mood ethier. His Orange Knights were poised outside the Palace. If the rumors were true, a huge invasion force was going to attack the island. While he enjoyed the thought of the General meeting a violent end, he wasn't exactly thrilled at the tought of being conqured territory. He would need to end this tonight.

Every avaible man was headed down to the beaches in order to turn back the enemy. That would mean the Palace would not be vunerable to attack. He just had to wait until just the right moment of choas.


BOOM!!!

A huge explosion lit up the night sky. The Battleship that had been sitting in Port Royal had taken a direct hit from a curise missile and it's magazine was on fire. Drake knew that because every 4 seconds ammunition would catch fire and result in a huge explosion. The biggest ship in the Navy was now junk metal.

He looked back on his men. Now was the time.

OOC: Woah, I thought that I was here to help depose the dictator, not attack the king and the prince, I was supposed to be on their side, whoops!

OCC: You arn't attacking the King or the Prince, but the massive force that's being directed at the small island is going to mean a great number of innocent bystanders are going to get hurt. Because the Drakes are noble in nature, the loss of life troubles them very greatly. That's why Prince Drake is trying to take down the dictator tonight. (Although, your carpet bomb attack will probably succeed and kill several hundred innocent civilains.)

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ALPHA TWELVE! ALPHA EIGHT! .... shit they're gone...

The sqaud leader dove into a roll in order to escape incoming missiles.

The remaining planes regrouped and launched another salvo at the fighter-bombers. By this time they were in range of the Surface-to-air missile launchers as dozens of missiles took to the skies.

However, the air defences didn't catch the F-22s that were flying by.

The situation looked even worse for Admiral Vile, who had only three submarines remianing. He had ordered his men to maintain complete silence. They were going to act dead and not try to convince anyone otherwise.

They were done trying to be heros.

Meanwhile, on the beach, men waited with increasing dread.

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An Orange Knight was positioned on a rooftop near the palace. He was an expert sniper, and was tasked with taking out the defences of the Palace. They had only on guy watching the roof tonight.

The Knight adjusted his night scope.

Breath in...breath out....breath in...breath out

Adjusted for wind...watched the gaurd's movements....waited for the perfect time.....there....he's going to light that smoke...

Breath in....wait...breath out...wait...breath in....FIRE!

The sniper gently pulled the trigger and the gaurd fell. He radioed to Prince Drake that the roof was clear.

The Orange Knights began to scale the wall

The Order of Orange had finished scaling the wall. Sixty men had assembled outside on the roof. Their orange capes soaked with the rain. Each man went through a final check on his equipment and his weapon. Once they went in there would be no coming out. With so many of the Dark Gaurd at the beaches or in the streets maintaining civil order, an attack on the palace was feasible, but still crazy.

The Palace was supposed to have been Drake's home. It was ironic that he had not once stepped foot in it, and yet would be the one to take it back by force.

An explosion lit up the night sky as a figherjet crashed back into the unforgving earth.

No more waiting.

The Knights bashed down the door, rushing down the stairs. Three Dark Gaurds were walking down the hall, but before they could pull thier weapons six Knights fired upon them. A maid screamed bloody murder as the gaurds dropped to the marble floor and the Knights rushed past her towards to throne room.

OOC: Ah, okay, I understand that...

IC:

The F/A-15N's, pulled up and released chaff and flare's, hoping to distract the SAM's, and 4 F/A-16WW's, came on the scene, and jammed the SAM's radar, and fired some HARM's at the SAM site's they could see, meanwhile 1 F-22N locked onto the suspected squad leader's F-14D, and the pilot said "I've got a lock, Fox One, Fox Two, missile launch!" He launched two AIM-120's at the F-14D, and watched the missile's go toward's it, but at the same time, pulled up out of SAM and AAA range..., 3 more F/A-16N's came in with some more HARM's, and they started jamming more SAM's site's, and they released HARM's at the SAM site's....

Meanwhile,

The 5 Typhoon class sub's, could see there was only three enemy sub's left and they turned to engage them, the leader Typhoon, the R.C.S Alpine, locked onto one of them, and fired 2 torpedo's at it, and the second one, R.C.S Vader, locked onto the second one and fired 2 torpedo's, and the third one, the R.C.S Iwo Jima, fired 2 torpedo's at the last one, the crews in all five hoped to sink most of them if not all...

[Explosions rock the skies as the 3 more F-14 Fighters go down]

As the enemy aircraft came closer to the island, dozens of SAM sites launched thier missiles. While the enemy fighters did damage one or two, the island was packed with air defences and they would not be silenced so easily.

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Meanwhile, Drake and his men continued to fight thier way through the palace.

To-Fivehearts
From-Cazelia

we are hereby abliged to help our Hegemony allies, Calizorinstan to help neutrailize the dictator. we are sending the 3rd carrier battlegroup and the
2nd Battlegroup.


thank you for your attention

The ships were gone. There was only one thing left to do. The first of the landing contigent was sent by the Admiral to make landing. If the reports were correct allied planes were carpet bombing political and military targets. This Dictatorship was coming to a close.

A TG was sent to the Prince:

Our forces are making landing. I subordinate myself to your command and wish.

Another TG was sent to several cargo ships brought on the cargo ship for aid.

Cargo's prepare to paradrop select groups of marines around SAMs

And another to our allies in this battle and the Princes forces:
Please send SAMs coordinates

Sky above Fivehearts Palace of the Dictators Location (Apologies for not knowing the name):

"4 Minutes to Drop" roared the loadmaster of the noise of the great bird.

Commando Team Leader Commander Jay Goldsmith checked his weapon over and shouted:

"Lock and Load"

With that the various Commandos and Scouts 17 to be precise checked the weapons and stood preparing for the jump. High up in the Night Sky the 4 stong Flight broke formation. On the Flight Deck of the C-5 a male pilot spoke:

"This is Delivery Boy. 3 Minutes to Insertion. Apple Squadron begin Operation"

"Roger that. Apple 4 remain with the C-5 to ensure escort. Apple 2 and 3 take my point and lets engage." spoke the female Lead Pilot of Apple 1

The FA-15V's (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=523062) broke formation and desended down searching for any AA Positions they eventually found two 1 positioned on the Battlements of the Castle Wall the other within the Courtyard. Deploying Chaff the sweeped overahead Apples 1 and 2 Fired a total of 4 Questarian built Air to Ground Missiles the affect perfect, the total destruction of the AA Systems. At the same time high up in the Galaxy the Red Light of the rear door turned Green and the Loadmaster roared:

"Go Go Go"

With that the 2 Scouts followed by the Commandos ran forward and lept from the Plane falling and great speed they eventually deployed there Parachutes black in colour the gracefully fell towards earth all the while steering the shoots to ensure they landed within the Castle. A few minutes of this peaceful innocence of the jump passed and all 17 hit the ground with a thud. They landed on the roof of a Secondary building most probably Guards and Crew Quarters. The place was a total Warzone 40 years of Civil War had taken its toll on this small island nation. Regrouping on the roof this Jump had been perfect they had all landed in the right position and above all without injury speaking in Sign the group prepared to desend and begin the fight. The Plan was simple the 2 Scouts would hunt for the Dictator while the Commandos would cause as much Havoc as possible. The Scouts operated their Handmade Rifles while the Commandos opearted the silenced SP-90 Assualt Rifle (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/FN_P90) except for 1 whom carried a GH-31 Sniper Rifle (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=10026256&postcount=877). As well these weapons they all carried the E-57 Service Pistol (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=12281810&postcount=122) as well as Grenades, Grenade Launchers, C4, Flashbangs and all the other usual bits of kit any Spec Ops team would have.

Their was two ways down from the roof a ladder that led down into the Courtyard and a Set of stairs that led into the Guards Buildings. The Scouts took the ladder covered by the Commandos they swept to the Courtyard Floor and ran off past smouldering AA Unit the FA-15's had just destroyed. Back on the Roof the Commandos desended the Stairs and entered the building it was a lull of activity only 6 Guards or so where present they reached for weapons but where quickly dispatched by the Commandos Silenced Rifles. Communicating by Hand Signals if possible and Verbal Communication if required they moed through the building professionally covering eachother:

"Bang Bang"

2 more Guards fell to the floor dead. Eventually they reached the ground floor and discovered a room full of drinking guards. Goldsmith signed a few orders before 3 Anti Personnel Grenades where tossed into the room:

"Boom"

Once they had detonated the Commandos burst in and opened fire killing anybody not already dead. It was then they proceeded to place all of the furniture into the corner of the Stone building setting it alight this small fire would surely get the attention of anybody else and from their the Commandos could quickly dispatch them.

The Scouts Story....

Running across the courtyard they entered the main building of this Castle coming to a halt at the corner of a Corridoor one of them peered round 2 gaurd coming towards them 20 paces waiting the Guards passed them with expert skill the Scouts grabbed one each. One of the Scouts killed his guard instantly by breaking his neck. The other disarmed the guard before throwing him against the wall in a whisper the Scout spoke with a soft yet forceful tone:

"Where is the General?"

"Fuck You" spat the Guard.

"I won't ask again?" replied the Scout whlist raising a Combat Knife to the guards thoart........

OOC: Fivehearts feel free to RP your guard being interrogated

Well, news had come of that the Dictator is now on the run. Time to ramp up the invasion. The many men entered the island with orders to slaughter all those who dare raise a weapon against democracy. All planes were launched. Their goal: to meet up with the other forces and subordinate themselves to their command. As the morass moved forward, Don John Zaku smiled. The news for the front was great news for him and his business. A new nation to build up. A new nation for him and his business to profit from. He smiled and thought I hope the Prince believes in tourism, gambling and large scale foreign invstment.

7-8 F/A-15N's went down, but 13 out of the 16 downed pilot's survived because most of them ejected, and the grabbed their MR-63 Commando Rifle's, and walked toward's the Vetakan position, signaling to them, that they were allies...

Meanwhile, the rest of the F/A-15N's, went back to the carrier and recovered, while the R.C.S Iowa launched 2 Tomahawk's at known AAA and SAM positions, and they got near enough to the beach, that they could put down landing craft, meanwhile, 5 F-22N's, went after the last of the Fiveheart Air Force, locking onto 8 target's, and firing their missile's, they were high up enough, out of SAM range however, and the guided missile cruiser's, fired at somemore known SAM site's....

The FDG marines spread out along the beach and began their march forward to take care of everything left over. Thats when they sent out the signal , "Waiting for rendevous and news of what assistance we can provide."

Now you see, at the same time the Admiral sent out a signal of his own.

Cruise missiles fire at will at the said coordinants of the SAMs.

OCC: Sorry it's taken so long for me to respond. Things to do and all. I won't RP a response to every specific attack, but will write it so that the General's forces are falling apart
IC:

Across the island, the conscripted soliders of Fivehearts fled the beaches. While there were soliders who felt some loyalty to the General, after the constant bombardment nobody really wanted to fight a hopeless battle against an enemy invasion fleet.

As the allied forces came to the beaches, they would find weapons, and sometime whole uniforms tossed away as the men fled the scence.


Inside the Palace, the Vetykan soliders attempted to interrogate on of the gaurds.

Where's the General!?

FUCK YOU!



The exchange was unneeded as an explosion within the palace would tell everyone exactly where the General was.

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The Knight lowered his rocket launcher, announcing CLEAR!

A few Knights dove into the new hole that had been created in the Throne Room, only to be hit instantly with machine gun fire. The Knights struck back, firing thier high caliber rifles center mass of the enemy Dark Gaurds. The exchange was fierce and hot lead riddled the once majestic throne room.

More Knights poured in threw the opening, and the remaining Dark Gaurds, seeing that the tables were being turned dropped thier weapons.

The General, now trapped, pulled out his black pistol. The First Lance aimed his rifle and shot, blowing the weapon from the General's hands.

You're under arrest General!

The General smirked, and replied as he drew his sword You still have to take me young knight

At this moment, Prince Drake enters...his sword-staff drawn. The twin blades glistening as Drake moves it skillfully around his body.

The General glared, Ah, if it isn't the son here to make up for his Father's mistakes...I will defeat you just as quickly as I defeated him

Explosions rocked the city as the two blades joined

The 13 Calizorinstani Downed pilot's, walked up the street to the palace, with their MR-6300 Commando Assault Rifle's, and anybody could tell they were Calizorinstani's, and they joined up with the Vetakan forces that were nearby...

After a two weeks of prepartion and a week at sea the Scandinvan fleet had arrivied at the islands of five hearts and using the infromation their special forces had managed to gather, despite facing heavy casulties, had managed to gather the infromation needed to guide the assualt onto the apporiate areas fit for heavy vechiles so as to prevent them from getting stuck in wet terrain which could pose a threat to the quick assault which had been planned by the Scandinvan Imperial Command.

Yet, the assualt was now on no matter what as the Scandinvan Imperial fleet launched a wave of heavy fire unto the beachead unto the capital island of Fivehearts. After, a couple of minutes of fire hundreds of landing craft were disptached to the shore carrying six Imperial Marine Veteran Legions, 30,000 soldiers roughly, to the beach for the intial fight. With the first wave sent out the remaining 50,000 soldiers of regular Imperial Legions awaited for the beachead to be secure for them to then land and from there launch attacks on the remaining forces loyal to the general.

In the meantime an additonal four Marine Legions, 20,000 men roughly, had been sent to the outlying islands of Fivehearts in order to secure them from any forces there. As well, another 20,000 soldiers, four legions, had been held in reservce to be sent to the other islands of Fivehearts as there was expected to be at least some heavy resistance on the other islands which would need larger amounts of soldiers to clear up.

The General was a skilled swordsman, but he was old.

Fourty years of having everything done his way had left him rusty.

Drake was young and had trained his entire life for this moment...to take back what was rightfully his.

Metal flew, and the blades sang with mutual hatered.

It had to have an ending.

Drake focused, and sensing an opening made his strike...

...the gleaming metal blade sliced cleanly through the neck of the General, removing the head from it's body.

And then, just like that, it was over.

Within moments, Jay Goldsmith of the Vetaka Commandos burst through the door.

WHERE IS THE GENERAL!?

Drake turned, and with the most intense look he had ever witnessed simply stated, "My name is Prince Drake of the Fifth Royal Family of Fivehearts. My father is the Rightful Soverign of this Kingdom. The General is lying on the floor.

It was at this point Goldsmith noticed the head of the General and the splash of blood on Drake's blade.

Drake spoke, As new commander of the armed forces, the military of Fivehearts will be ordered to cease-fire and to return to their homes. We hereby request that you and your allies call off the attack.

The Order of Orange moved quickly around the Prince, they formed a semi-circle around him and brought thier sheilds up. Their gunblades were at the ready although they were in a defensive, rather than aggressive, posture.

The Calizorinstani Pilot's, lead by Col.Sean Shunpike entered the palace to see the dead general and prince, and Col.Sean Shunpike said "We're pilot's that were downed by the SAM site next to this place, and we'd like a place to stay until the navy come get's us, your highness..." He looked quite dirty, for they had fought in the street's all day long, and were also quite tired...

The Throne Room:

The Vetakan Commandos as well as the Scouts entered they all knelt before the Prince and Jay began:

"Your Majestic Highness it is an honour. Until Peace is fully restored to this nation we will protect you with our lives."

With that Jay rose from his Kneel flicked a button on his OBSAT PDA and began broadcasting on all Channels to all of the Allied Forces:

"This is Vetakan Defence Force Commander Jay Goldsmith of the Vetakan Commandos. The General is dead I repeat the General is no factor and is neutralised. Allied Fivehearts Military will stand down all Forces hold fire and call off all Operations. Do not fire on our location his Highness the Prince is in Vetakan Guard until peace is restored. I repeat all units Suspend all Combat Operations".

Thank you sir, but I assure you my life is in good hands. These Knights have been loyal protectors of the Royal Family for quite some time.

However, it seems the island is a bit of a wreck. If you have any medical personell our nation would greatly appreciate it. I'm afraid I'm not going to be much of a gracious host...normally we would house you and your men in some of our finer hotels. Unfortunetly, the general shut down our Fiveheart's tourism industry some time ago. From what my men tell me, allied forces have also destoried our navy and air force. So, there isn't much we can do to house you or any other force for some time.

The Throne Room:

The Vetakan Commandos as well as the Scouts entered they all knelt before the Prince and Jay began:

"Your Majestic Highness it is an honour. Until Peace is fully restored to this nation we will protect you with our lives."

With that Jay rose from his Kneel flicked a button on his OBSAT PDA and began broadcasting on all Channels to all of the Allied Forces:

"This is Vetakan Defence Force Commander Jay Goldsmith of the Vetakan Commandos. The General is dead I repeat the General is no factor and is neutralised. Allied Fivehearts Military will stand down all Forces hold fire and call off all Operations. Do not fire on our location his Highness the Prince is in Vetakan Guard until peace is restored. I repeat all units Suspend all Combat Operations".At the palace a battlion of paratroopers had come after being landed a couple of milea away. So it was that they came to the grounds of the palace and saw the Vetakan troops had beat them to their objective. Yet, being an adaptable force their commander and his top officers simply advanced within sight of the Vetakan forces and their commander said," I have been sent here by my liege, Emperor Olaf IV, to secure the palace in the name of peace and to also find the Prince and to resstablish the rule of the monarchy in this country. Upon seeing you have achieved our objective of securing the palace grounds and dealing with the dictator of this country we request that you give us a picture of the dead dictator to show you our higher ups and to also give us an update on the whereabouts of the real ruler of this country. If you have him in your area will you please grant one of my commanders an audience with him?"

Goldsmith bowed his head slightly in respect before speaking:

"I am afraid your requests are not mine to grant, They are the Princes we will escort you to him. My orders Sir are to protects the Royal Familys life until you arrived. We will escort you to him and then make our leave. Please follow me Sir?"

With that Goldsmith saluted turned on his heel and led the way through the Palace and to the Throne Room respectfully saluting the Prince he spoke:

"Your Majesty may I present to you the Commander of his Emperor Olaf IV Forces in this Campaign, With his arrival your majesty my mission is over and with your permission I will call for our extraction immediatelty?"

Although Vetakan Soilders where famous for their Loyalty they where most respected for their Respect of ones Leaders. As a result Goldsmith and his men stood at attention waiting to be dismissed by his Highness.

The FreeDemGov Soldiers swept across the island crushing all those who stood in their way. The FiveHearts warriors fell like rocks going off a cliff.

By the time they reached the capital nothing was left except to send contigents around the city to route out the diehards and send the rest to the Palace. That was when the show really started.

Approximately 350 soldiers walked in formation to the palace as the people around greated them as liberators and waived FDG flags.

OOC: Apologies for the OOC comment here but FDG are you supporting the Prince?

OOC: Apologies for the OOC comment here but FDG are you supporting the Prince?

OOC: Yes, or trying to as I've been busy lately. I support the prince as much as everyone else.

OOC: Apologies for the OOC comment here but FDG are you supporting the Prince?

OOC: Yes, or trying to as I've been busy lately. I support the prince as much as everyone else.

(bump)

OOC: The thing kind of died so let's cut to the chase:

IC: Later:

Albert Long walked into a room with a large table. Their were waters on the table. In front of each seat stood a name of a party involved in the conflict that had just taken part in the battle for the small nation of Fivehearts. The Prince Drake was alredy sitting down. Al Long reached out and shook the man's hand. He had a big job ahead of him governing this wild land.

The men echanged small talk as they waited for the other men to join them. Slowly one by one they poured in: Vetaka, The Scandinavians, and Calizoristan (OOC: forgive me if I missed someone).

That's precisely when Al Long, Undersecretary of State for FreeDemGov said, "Gentlemen, let's get down to business".