Toopoxia
06-08-2007, 07:12
Operation Crystal Mountains, Thieng Duong
Admiral Revorvic toyed with the tuning fork, trying to make it sing a tune of content, the sort he usually got in combat, being a veteran of the civil he had grown somewhat accustomed to the sound of gunfire, that whistling sound that he could only get back with this fork.
IndentSolanz burst in holding a sheet of paper out at arms length in absolute disgust, "Look at this!" He forced the sheet further into the office, "Those cowardly Nerites! How're we supposed to fight the rest of the New Prussian Empire without a holding point!" He argued, seemingly to himself as Revorvic continued to toy with the fork.
Indent"Relax Solanz, the agreement has not bee ratified yet, and in any case I have a suspicion that we will be leaving soon." Revorvic calmly responded, the General could not do much to argue, afterall it was not his place, the army was vastly outnumbered by the sheer force of Naval personell, it would be wrong to spark a feud between the two branches.
Indent"Yes." Solanz growled, "I heard, a special guest." He was pleased, the guest was likely to be one of the war heroes from back home, or else a ton of reinforcements, Solanz was praying for the latter, he could do with seeing some friendly Bluecottons.
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Out on the horizon the vessels appeared, a fleet about twice the size of Operation Crystal Mountains, a crowd had gathered on the side of the PNS Grovinski, some wept whilst others just held their caps over their chests in pride.
IndentRevorvic pulled out his binoculars and spyed the flag floating easily in the wind, "It's..." He started, "It's the Battle Ensign of Lord General Smarz." Revorvic announced, Solanz was smiling, "Well that means we're due for something." Revorvic pulled away the binoculars, he seemed worried.
Indent"We've got a chopper inbound." Solanz announced, pointing at a tiny spot on the horizon, the spot grew until everyone onboard could see the markings of the great tiding, the Lord Generals escort dropped down onto the deck of the Grovinski with a clacking of heels from the officers.
IndentThe Admiral and the General both saluted as the door slid open, a somewhat elderly man lept off, he was accompanied by a staff of soldiers, "General Solanz." The Lord General extended his arm and shook the Generals wrist, "Admiral Revorvic." He extended the courtesy to the Admiral, "This Taskforce is now under our control, code-name Mediterannica." He announced, to the lack of surprise from the two ranking staff.
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The sortie of different classed soldiers walked down the corridor, "I've had the PNS Saan Gali forward a set of bearings we are now headed towards, gentlemen, our involvement in this war has increased dramatically, no longer are we a member of the sidelines, now this game will be played by us and us alone!" He bellowed determinedly.
IndentSolanz was trying futily to keep up with the Lord General, "Sir, won't the Prussians be monitering us?" He asked feebly.
Indent"Of course." Smarz responded, "That's why we intend to give them hell before we arrive." He smiled, the fleet was slowing down until stopped, there was the roar of missiles flying over the ship shaking it slightly, "Our first stop, from here boys it's onto Gataway!" He announced.
(OOC: K, launching missiles, at your port towns, anything to stop you from launching or repairing ships, preferably in the North, and as is in the title, nothing personal, it's just business, oh yeah, in New Gataway, not in the MU)
Admiral Revorvic toyed with the tuning fork, trying to make it sing a tune of content, the sort he usually got in combat, being a veteran of the civil he had grown somewhat accustomed to the sound of gunfire, that whistling sound that he could only get back with this fork.
IndentSolanz burst in holding a sheet of paper out at arms length in absolute disgust, "Look at this!" He forced the sheet further into the office, "Those cowardly Nerites! How're we supposed to fight the rest of the New Prussian Empire without a holding point!" He argued, seemingly to himself as Revorvic continued to toy with the fork.
Indent"Relax Solanz, the agreement has not bee ratified yet, and in any case I have a suspicion that we will be leaving soon." Revorvic calmly responded, the General could not do much to argue, afterall it was not his place, the army was vastly outnumbered by the sheer force of Naval personell, it would be wrong to spark a feud between the two branches.
Indent"Yes." Solanz growled, "I heard, a special guest." He was pleased, the guest was likely to be one of the war heroes from back home, or else a ton of reinforcements, Solanz was praying for the latter, he could do with seeing some friendly Bluecottons.
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Out on the horizon the vessels appeared, a fleet about twice the size of Operation Crystal Mountains, a crowd had gathered on the side of the PNS Grovinski, some wept whilst others just held their caps over their chests in pride.
IndentRevorvic pulled out his binoculars and spyed the flag floating easily in the wind, "It's..." He started, "It's the Battle Ensign of Lord General Smarz." Revorvic announced, Solanz was smiling, "Well that means we're due for something." Revorvic pulled away the binoculars, he seemed worried.
Indent"We've got a chopper inbound." Solanz announced, pointing at a tiny spot on the horizon, the spot grew until everyone onboard could see the markings of the great tiding, the Lord Generals escort dropped down onto the deck of the Grovinski with a clacking of heels from the officers.
IndentThe Admiral and the General both saluted as the door slid open, a somewhat elderly man lept off, he was accompanied by a staff of soldiers, "General Solanz." The Lord General extended his arm and shook the Generals wrist, "Admiral Revorvic." He extended the courtesy to the Admiral, "This Taskforce is now under our control, code-name Mediterannica." He announced, to the lack of surprise from the two ranking staff.
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The sortie of different classed soldiers walked down the corridor, "I've had the PNS Saan Gali forward a set of bearings we are now headed towards, gentlemen, our involvement in this war has increased dramatically, no longer are we a member of the sidelines, now this game will be played by us and us alone!" He bellowed determinedly.
IndentSolanz was trying futily to keep up with the Lord General, "Sir, won't the Prussians be monitering us?" He asked feebly.
Indent"Of course." Smarz responded, "That's why we intend to give them hell before we arrive." He smiled, the fleet was slowing down until stopped, there was the roar of missiles flying over the ship shaking it slightly, "Our first stop, from here boys it's onto Gataway!" He announced.
(OOC: K, launching missiles, at your port towns, anything to stop you from launching or repairing ships, preferably in the North, and as is in the title, nothing personal, it's just business, oh yeah, in New Gataway, not in the MU)