NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: This is MT/PMT so if you want to join keep that in mind. The T-REX is base off of Metal Gear Soild 4's GEKKO (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Metal_Gear_%28weapon%29#GEKKO), but this rp is not base off of MGS 4. Enjoy the massacre. :D

Jake sat behind a white van getting ready for the attack, it started to snow in the nation of Vulture as he made sure his M-16 rifle was ready to fire when a battalion of Green Hawk soldiers (http://webzoom.freewebs.com/outerheavenresistance/All%20New%20Metal%20GGear%20Pics/MGS4%203.jpg) started to walk pass him. His breathing became heavy as he heard the demon's foot steps walk pass him, the Government called it T-REX and the military called it The REX, but to him and his comrades they were demons. Jake just hoped that his brother was right about the RPGs being capable of taking down the walking unmanned beasts.

Looking over the van a little as the group of soldiers passed him, their backs unguarded. He smiled.

"This just might-" The explosions of several RPGs echoed though the streets of the large, dusty city. Jake got up and fired his rifle at the soldiers or at least that what was suppose to happen. Instead a Green Hawk helicopter noted that there was strange activity on the roofs of the buildings surrounding the Allied Nation soldiers. Thus the T-REXs "jumped" onto the roofs to check out what was going on, the rebels fired their RPGs, but they had no affect on the demon's armor and The REXs lifted their "feet" and just stomped on the rebels.

Jake watched in horror as his rebel comrades were thrown off of roofs, turned into flat pancakes and some were just plain shot by the walking robots. He started to panic as he saw a Green Hawk soldier point at him. He did not think and he did not hesitate. He just ran. He heard the stomps of a REX right behind him, chasing him. Jake started to run backwards as he fired a grenade from his rifle's under-barrel grenade launcher. It hit, but didn't even leave a mark. He fired his rifle, but the bullets didn't even harm the REX's muscular legs. Jake stared wide eyed in fright as the demon lifted it's leg to finish him off, but luckily a white van crashed into the REX's other leg causing it to fall. The van's doors open and Jake almost yelled out in happiness as he saw his bother telling him to get on. He did so.

"Brother you are alive! I thought when the demon's jumped on the roofs and started to attack our men that you were dead!" Jake yelled over the van's engines as they started to speed down the street with two other vans behind them.

"Brother do you really think I would stick around to die? I am loyal to the ideals of Socialism, but I'm not cazy." His brother yelled back with a smile pasted on his face. Jake's happiness was short lived as he saw the fallen REX's legs bend in an inhuman manner and it fixed itself upright, thats why having two three-sixty degree bendable legs is helpful. It started to give chase to the three runaway vans. Jake's heart as well as the hearts of the other survivors of the failed attack stated to beat rabidly as the demon caught up to the van in the tail end. It just kicked the van, but that was enough for the van to be thrown across the snowy street and into a building. Then the REX fired it's fifty caliber machine gun at the second van in line which spiraled out of control and crashed into a street lamp. The REX finally started to run after Jake's van.

"GO! GO! GO!" Jake screamed at the driver who was hitting the gas peddle with his foot as the van started to go seventy miles per hour, but it wasn't enough. The REX jumped in the air and landed right on the van, crushing it and killing everyone inside. The T-REX's "head" looked at the pancake van guessing that everyone inside was dead it left to check on the other vans. When it was gone an injured Jake sat up. Blood covered his body, but it wasn't his'. It was his friends', his comrades', his brothers' blood that covered him. How he survived he had no clue, but he didn't care. He wanted to know if his brother was alright. He looked around the street, he saw was small puddles of burning oil which littered the area and he saw the crushed van a few feet away from him.

The door! It was never closed when he got on and he was sitting right next to it! So when the REX jumped on the van he was thrown off, but what happened to his brother? He asked himself, the happiness of his living warring away. He crawled up to the flatten van, his legs hurting too much to walk. He grabbed onto something and dragged himself the rest of the way to the van only to find that the "thing" he grabbed was his brother's body or what was left of it.

"Brother?" Jake started to cry as he noticed that the bottom half of his only brother's body was under the van. Crushed. Gone. Blood stained what was left of the van as Jake cried. Was the fight for socialism worth this much? Is fighting for what you believed for worth your own flesh and blood?

Yes, it is worth it! Jake thought to himself as he picked up a rifle which was also thrown off of the van and charged back to the fight. Screaming his lungs out, crying out for revenge.

:eek: ZOMG! IT'S TEH LINE BREAK! :eek: ZOMG! IT'S TEH LINE BREAK! :eek: ZOMG! IT'S TEH LINE BREAK! :eek:

TO: Nations of the world
FROM: The Allied Nations of Green Hawk
DATE: ##/##/## Military Calendar
TIME: #### Military Time

Message

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Green Hawk rebels have launched a massive assault on Green Hawk cities. Most of these attacks have been put to an end, but several cities are still under rebel control. All civilian and private traffic in and out of Green Hawk will only have slight changes, but for the most part will stay the same. Green Hawk would like to recommend to all nations to warn it's people that if they are going to Green Hawk for business, vacation or other reasons to check with the Green Hawk Government in that area to make sure the area they are going to is safe.

Also, over two hundred foreigners have been wounded/killed by this attack and are receiving medical attention right now, if they chose to leave Green Hawk when they get better then the Green Hawk Government will pay for their plane ticket as well for their treatment at the hospitals.

There are other things Green Hawk would like to inform the nations of this world of what is going on here, but there is not enough time right now. Just understand that the rebellion will be stopped and that Green Hawk will protect the people living or visiting here. Thank you.

President: Thomas Glower
Vice President: Wendy Feller

To: The Allied Nations of Green Hawk
From: Lord Sumguy

I have heard of a communist rebellion within your nation, and wish to offer aid in quelling it. I am willing to send a team of the finest soldiers within the empire to help kill the leaders of these rebels. Please respond soon with your answer.

-Lord Sumguy

OOC: Your nation is a democracy, right?

To: The Allied Nations of Green Hawk
From: Lord Sumguy

I have heard of a communist rebellion within your nation, and wish to offer aid in quelling it. I am wlling to send a team of the finest soldiers within the empire to help kill the leaders of these rebels. Please respond soon with your answer.

-Lord Sumguy

OOC: Your nation is a democracy, right?

OOC: Yes it is.

IC:
TO: Lord Sumguy
FROM: The Allied Nations of Green Hawk
DATE: ##/##/## Military Calendar
TIME: #### Military Time

Message

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Thank you, but before you send your soldiers would you mind telling us more about them? Like the number of troops, what weapons they use, etc. This will help our military commanders greatly in figuring out where your troops will do their best and what they can do to help us. Also, upon arrival we would like to know if it is okay to have your troops attach a patch to their uniforms. The patch will carry a transponder which will mark them as friendly to Green Hawk's forces. The last thing we need now is for friendlies to be fired upon by mistake. Thank you once again for offering your aid. Though I have one last question, do your special troops have any experience with working with mech like equipment and nano technology?

President: Thomas Glower
Vice President: Wendy Feller

To: The Allied Nations of Green Hawk
From: Lord Sumguy

I wll be sending 80 of the Sumguaian Royal Guard*. The name may insinuate that they are ceremonial guards only, but nothing could be further from the truth. The men will be using standard special forces equipment**, and would best be used for assasination and urban combat. The patch would be acceptable, but my men have had no experience with nano or mech technology. I would send more troops, but I'm sure you agree that what is needed at the moment is quality, not quantity.


*OOC: the Royal Guard is a 30,000 man spec. ops. force made up of the best marksmen and soldiers in the rest of the military. The only way to become a RG is as a reward for bravery on the battlefield, and the promotion is the equivalent of a silver star in other militaries. As such, all RG are decorated veterans of some sort.

**OOC: Im too lazy to post the details right now, just know that the equipmnt is the best money can buy.

PS: I'm an MT nation, could i use a specal ability that all RG have to compensate for the technological edge their enemies will have?

To: The Allied Nations of Green Hawk
From: Lord Sumguy

I wll be sending 80 of the Sumguaian Royal Guard*. The name may insinuate that they are ceremonial guards only, but nothing could be further from the truth. The men will be using standard special forces equipment**, and would best be used for assasination and urban combat. The patch would be acceptable, but my men have had no experience with nano or mech technology. I would send more troops, but I'm sure you agree that what is needed at the moment is quality, not quantity.


*OOC: the Royal Guard is a 30,000 man spec. ops. force made up of the best marksmen and soldiers in the rest of the military. The only way to become a RG is as a reward for bravery on the battlefield, and the promotion is the equivalent of a silver star in other militaries. As such, all RG are decorated veterans of some sort.

**OOC: Im too lazy to post the details right now, just know that the equipmnt is the best money can buy.

PS: I'm an MT nation, could i use a specal ability that all RG have to compensate for the technological edge their enemies will have?

OOC: The rebels use basic MT equipment. Green Hawk is the one using mechs and nano tech, but since this is part PMT your RG guys can use their special ability, just what is it?

IC:
TO: Lord Sumguy
FROM: The Allied Nations of Green Hawk
DATE: ##/##/## Military Calendar
TIME: #### Military Time

Message

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Understood, your men will be greeted with open arms when they arrive. When they do get here they will be briefed on what to expect on the battlefield as well as the current situation. How will they be coming here exactly? Thank you once again for your help.

President: Thomas Glower
Vice President: Wendy Feller

To: The Allied Nations of Green Hawk
From: The Empire of Osteia

Greetings friends,

The Empire of Osteia has noticed your nations request for aid in this time of need, therefore we will send you some of our ELITE to assist you in destroying the threat you are faced with, a list of details will be attached below should you accept our offer.

1st Special Service Force:

-450 Specialists

Commanded by:

Lt.Col Cooper

Trained in:

- Explosives, hand to hand, urban, desert, Artic and jungle combat
- Halo/Para qualifyed
- Covert operations
- Driver training
- Light armor
-Helicoptors, attack/transport

30 Elite marksmen/Spotters

Weapons:

Strike team primary:

-M4 Carbine
-C8 Assault rifle
-MP5K
-LAW anti tank weapon

Sidearms:

-H&K USP
-Glock.18
-Sig Sauer 226

Sniper:

-M40
-Barrett.50 caliber

These troops will wear the identification patch specifyed.


1st Special Service men:
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To: The Allied Nations of Green Hawk
From: Lord Sumguy

The men will be arriving via a group of military passenger planes. They should arrive within eight hours of their departure.

-Lord Sumguy

OOC: It's a form of beserker fighting that essentially sends the muscles and major ogans into overdrive, greatly increasing strength and speed at the cost of exponentially increased muscle deterioration rate and excrutiating pain.

OOC: Let me know if you require my assistance, the specialists are on standby and are ready to be transported by CH-130 Globemasters to your nation.

OOC: Internet is dying so here is some crappy responses.

To: The Allied Nations of Green Hawk
From: The Empire of Osteia

Greetings friends,

The Empire of Osteia has noticed your nations request for aid in this time of need, therefore we will send you some of our ELITE to assist you in destroying the threat you are faced with, a list of details will be attached below should you accept our offer.

1st Special Service Force:

-450 Specialists

Commanded by:

Lt.Col Cooper

Trained in:

- Explosives, hand to hand, urban, desert, Artic and jungle combat
- Halo/Para qualifyed
- Covert operations
- Driver training
- Light armor
-Helicoptors, attack/transport

30 Elite marksmen/Spotters

Weapons:

Strike team primary:

-M4 Carbine
-C8 Assault rifle
-MP5K
-LAW anti tank weapon

Sidearms:

-H&K USP
-Glock.18
-Sig Sauer 226

Sniper:

-M40
-Barrett.50 caliber

These troops will wear the identification patch specifyed.


1st Special Service men:
http://buffalo.fbi.gov/images/swat.jpg

Thank you for helping us in our time of need and your soldiers will be greeted once they arrive. Thank you.

To: The Allied Nations of Green Hawk
From: Lord Sumguy

The men will be arriving via a group of military passenger planes. They should arrive within eight hours of their departure.

-Lord Sumguy

OOC: It's a form of beserker fighting that essentially sends the muscles and major ogans into overdrive, greatly increasing strength and speed at the cost of exponentially increased muscle deterioration rate and excrutiating pain.

Understood, thank you once again.

OOC: Total number of foreigner soldiers coming/in GH: 540
I will allow 450 more soldiers to enter GH. Then this will be semi-closed unless other wise stated. Also, Lord Sumguy and Osteia can rp their troop coming in anytime they want. Now I'm going to be off until my computer's internet starts working again.

OOC: I will post in the AM..i gotta sleep..been on the go all day non-stop, long hours at work.. Ughh..

Thanks, later...

OOC: Bumb

IC:
The streets of the city were dusty, but the snow seem to not give a rat's ass and just kept falling. For the Green Hawk soldiers on the streets hunting rebels this was nothing, but for the rebels it was bad. It got cold real easy.

Jake's face was covered with so much blood and so much dirt that you could barely see his face. He started to shiver as the snow fell though the buildings roof which had a large hole in it. His grip on his M-16 rifle had tighten and he couldn't stop himself from mumbling nonsense. This is a common sight in the city which the war took place in. Even though over two million rebels were in the city that number had dropped fast and it was done only by five Green Hawk brigades! Thats only two-thousand five hundred men in total! Jake couldn't believe it. They had the men, the guns, the goal and the will, but time had failed them. They waited too long. If they had attacked before the T-REX could be mass produced then Green Hawk's military would had been defeated easily, but those damn demons came and ruined everything!

The cry that sounded something just like in a Jurassic Park movie echoed in the streets. Stomps could be heard getting closer and closer. There were twenty men, all armed in the same two story building Jake was in. Five of which were injured, but could still fight. Even then... A direct fight with a REX would always be a one-sided battle. The REX's legs were design to crush tanks and were also made to kick down entire buildings! If that REX attacked them that would be it. It would just kill them. No point in running since it could easily out run most sport cars...

Jake forced himself to slow down his breathing and to make as little noise as possible as he heard the mech stop right next to the building he was in. Jake noticed a look on a man's face right across from him who was gripping his rifle way too tightly. He knew that face. He had one when he charged back into this hell. He started to shake his head to gesture a no to the man, but before he could stop him he ran right out the door.

Jake closed his eyes when he heard that large roar like a T-Rex would make in the movies then the screams of a man joined the roar. Then the blood stained body fell right though the roof's hole. Jake, like everyone else, just stared wide eyed.

Most people would think that the nano-machines inside every Green Hawk soldier and the T-REXs were Green Hawk's most powerful weapons. They would be wrong. It's fear. The most powerful weapon anyone could have is and always will be, is to have the ability strike fear into anyone without even using weapons of mass destruction.

ooc: taggin' this, I will make an IC post later

SIC

OFFICIAL DIPLOMATIC MESSAGE

To: Green Hawk
From: Dartia; Office of the President
Re: Military Aid

Our government wishes to advise you that we are unable to participate in the destruction of your communist insurgency. As an ally, we do not feel comfortable killing any of your citizens.

However, we would like to help you get through this crisis as painlessly as possible. To that end, we are willing to dispatch a fleet to help ensure no third parties use the situation as an opportunity to invade. Naturally, we would like that fleet to include a few hospital ships to provide humanitarian aid.

Sincerely,
Allesandro Vallerio
President

OOC: Can I support the rebels? I am communist.

SIC

OFFICIAL DIPLOMATIC MESSAGE

To: Green Hawk
From: Dartia; Office of the President
Re: Military Aid

Our government wishes to advise you that we are unable to participate in the destruction of your communist insurgency. As an ally, we do not feel comfortable killing any of your citizens.

However, we would like to help you get through this crisis as painlessly as possible. To that end, we are willing to dispatch a fleet to help ensure no third parties use the situation as an opportunity to invade. Naturally, we would like that fleet to include a few hospital ships to provide humanitarian aid.

Sincerely,
Allesandro Vallerio
President

TO: Dartia
FROM: The Allied Nations of Green Hawk

Message

Thank you for your offer of support. Your navel force will be allowed in our waters on the condition that the number of combat ships stay only as high as they are needed and that the number of carriers (or any other carrier like ship) does not go any higher then two. Thank you once again.

Thomas Glower

OOC: Can I support the rebels? I am communist.

OOC: Thank you! I was waiting for someone to come help the rebels and make this rp more fun! :D So yeah, it's okay to help the rebels.

OOC: Seeing as I haven't had a good RP in awhile, I'm here to help. Can we just assume since were UFAN allies that I have a military base in your nation?

IC:

To: Green Hawk Central Command
From: General Alexei Sarov, Fort Prodidum

Sorry for not offering our support sooner, we'd like to assist you in your fight against these rebels. Here for your use I have 1,000 Marine Special Forces, the most skilled infantry in our native land. Just tell me where you need them and they'll be there.

OOC: Seeing as I haven't had a good RP in awhile, I'm here to help. Can we just assume since were UFAN allies that I have a military base in your nation?

IC:

To: Green Hawk Central Command
From: General Alexei Sarov, Fort Prodidum

Sorry for not offering our support sooner, we'd like to assist you in your fight against these rebels. Here for your use I have 1,000 Marine Special Forces, the most skilled infantry in our native land. Just tell me where you need them and they'll be there.

OOC: Okay, I don't see the harm so why not.

IC:
TO: General Alexei Sarov, Fort Prodidum
FROM: Green Hawk Internationl Joint Command

So far the rebels have attack six different major cities. We have been able to retake all, but one city and all of their surviving forces are bundled up in that one last city they hold. It's called North Forklen, it is located in Vulture with about two million rebels located in there and mostly all of the civilians are gone. Our forces are doing their best, but the large numbers of the rebels are enough to slow down and even stop our efforts. We suggest that your Marine Special Forces join up with one of the following brigades.

47th Armored Brigade
25th Light Infantry Brigade
12th Light Infantry Brigade
88th Heavy T-REX Brigade

The 88th Heavy T-REX Brigade is currently leading the way for the fight with the 47th, 12th and the 25th providing support with other Brigades coming in. Other units in support are Artillery Brigades, Aviation Brigades and Support Brigades.

Vulture is not as icy as the other nations in Green Hawk and it does not snow much in Vulture as well, but it is still cold even though by not that much. So dress with warmth in mind, but keep in mind that your marines will enter areas where sand is no uncommon thing. You can report to the city's outer area when you are ready. Most likely a platoon of the 88th Heavy T-REX Brigade will meet up with you, but you may join forces with any Brigade of your choosing after they escort you into the combat zone. Thank you for your help.

To: Green Hawk Central Command
From: Theoroshian Military High Command (TMHC)

>> SENDING INITIALIZED

>> MESSAGE AS FOLLOWS:

Sorry we could not offer our support earlier, comrades. Although we can not send troops at this time (we have more pressing military concerns, I'm afraid), we would like to extend our most sincere efforts to establish a small alliance between us and you. Hopefully, the rebels will be cleansed from your lands.

>>END MESSAGE

OOC; Can I support the rebels? after all, most of my allies are communist.

To: Green Hawk Central Command
From: Theoroshian Military High Command (TMHC)

>> SENDING INITIALIZED

>> MESSAGE AS FOLLOWS:

Sorry we could not offer our support earlier, comrades. Although we can not send troops at this time (we have more pressing military concerns, I'm afraid), we would like to extend our most sincere efforts to establish a small alliance between us and you. Hopefully, the rebels will be cleansed from your lands.

>>END MESSAGE

TO: Theoroshian Military High Command (TMHC)
FROM: Green Hawk Internationl Joint Military Command

We understand that your nation's problems come before ours'. For your question about an alliance. Currently Green Hawk only allows relations with other UFAN members, but the current President is fighting to change that. So we suggest your nation waits until he wins the Parliament over and relations with other nations will then be open. Good luck with handling your problems and thank you for your support.

OOC: I really need to make an embassy page, but that will come later when I can think of something to put in it. Like rules and street names. Naming stuff is hard.

OOC; Can I support the rebels? after all, most of my allies are communist.

OOC: Yes you can. For anyone else, just post IC if you want to support the rebels (tired of OOC in thread).

OOC: Alright.

encripted Message to Green Hawk rebels
From: Greal War Department

Greal will send a small number of well-trained elite troops to support you, then if they are sucessful, we will send more.

Skies Over North Forklen

A fleet of C130Js guarded by a squadron of ACI 77 Aquilas swooped in over the outskirts of North Forklen. The Marines parachuted out of the C130Js and floated down towards the Green Hawkian positions.

To: GHHICOM
From: ADHICOM

We are ready and willing to provide air support in the assault on North Forklen, we have 500 FA 16s and around 250 ACI 77s that can give you all the bombing power you need.

1000 elite troops got on planes to take them to Green Hawk. 25 minutes later they were in the air. Colonel Justin was going to lead these men. Finally after a 6 hour ride on the plane, (Not good for them) they arrived at a deserted area in Green Hawk, the 1000 elite troops got out and armed themselves with M16 guns and Glock pistols and the latest Greal assault rifle, the Hellfire-2 rifle.

Colonel Justin ordered his men to lay low and wait for their guide to show up.

Edit: most of these men were foreign-born.

EDIT AGAIN: They were escorted by 300 Greal Shark fighters.

Over International Waters
Within the halls the headquarters of the Elite Qadeshi Force "Primary Outcomes" a computer came to life. On it, were instructions for aid from this mercenary organization. The commander, Lt.0Col. David Parker, ushered his 1,500 mercenaries [and 499 Advisors] into their Boeing V-22 transport planes. They checked their automatic weapons and sidearms and readjusted their body armor. A soldier asked "Sir, where are we headed?" Once over international waters, the Commander responded "We are going to the land of Green Hawk, where we have been contracted to help communist insurrectionists firmly establish their government. "But sir, we can only aid 'legitimate government' it says so it our charter." The commander sighed, and responded "We have been paid to do a job. Our rules of engagement are clear, we are not to into the capital city of the current government, only to assists these fine people." The commander looked at his advisors, "Your job is to train and equip the communist army, with whatever they need."

When the planes reached near Green Hawk territory, the Commander order them to take off their Qadeshi uniforms "This is not their war. We will burn these when we leave the plane." The planes landed [after traveling for 8 hours] and the Commander and his men and advisors disembarked the plane.

Green Hawk Territory, Rebel Zone Alpha
The 1,500 men loaded and re-checked their Vektor 5.56MM CR-21 rifles and Vector SP1 pistols. "Move Out! Our Target city is North Forklen. We will approach from the East and attack the Green Hawk military from behind."

** Encrypted Message of the Green Hawk Rebels **
"Primary Objectives has arrived as per your contract. You will remit to us, $200 per solider per day.

OoC Qadesh is NOT involved in this operation. Primary Objectives is a mercenary force.

OOC: Quick response before I get off, you can't do that. Green Hawk's most powerful military branch is it's Air Force. Your transports would be intercepted and shot down as soon as they entered Green Hawk's air space. So edit that post or it will be ignored.

EDIT: Greal same goes to you.

Also here is some advice, 1,500 mercenaries are not a large enough to train a force of 2 million who are locked in combat with Green Hawk forces. If you want to help them, send some elite troops to fight or something.

Encripted message
TO: Primary Objects Field Army Commander Parker
FROM:Greal colonel Justin

We will meet you.




IC:

"Lets move out!" yelled Major Justin
1000 elite troops scrambled to their feet and quickly moved to the location of where the forces will meet.


EDIT: OOC:read my post above. I gotta get off to, I'll rp tommorrow.

To: Revolutionaries
From: Lord Lachlan

We hear you'r cause and will aid you in stomping out Capitalism and oppression in you'r Nation.

Although Lach-land is slightly out-teched by you'r government a elite spec-op division along with regulars are currently being smuggled in to aid you'r cause.

Good Luck
Lord Lachlan

To: Green Hawk Central Command
From: Theoroshian Military High Command (TMHC)

>> SENDING INITIALIZED

>> MESSAGE AS FOLLOWS:

With the war between our sattelite nation, New Volgograd, and Osteia over, we are now able to send troops into your nation for help. We can spare one ground division (around 250,000 men) to aid you. Additionally, we could spare a naval fleet to aid you as well. We await your response.

>>END MESSAGE

OOC: I might side with the Communists, although my country is part communist we still can fight. Is that alright?

OOC: Sorry it took so long. Been busy.

IC:
Skies Over North Forklen

A fleet of C130Js guarded by a squadron of ACI 77 Aquilas swooped in over the outskirts of North Forklen. The Marines parachuted out of the C130Js and floated down towards the Green Hawkian positions.

To: GHHICOM
From: ADHICOM

We are ready and willing to provide air support in the assault on North Forklen, we have 500 FA 16s and around 250 ACI 77s that can give you all the bombing power you need.

To: ADHICOM
From: GHHICOM

Understood, but we have air cover covered. Your aircraft can support your Marines, but we have our own attack aircraft to help us, but thank you for the thought.

Near Where Aurum Domus Marines Landed

Five M1126 Infantry Carriers rode down the dusty streets towards thier new allies in the fight. In one of those carriers is a man and women, one is a sniper the other a spotter in the Allied Nation Army. The sniper's name is Max and the spotter's name is Shelly.

"Shelly you think we can thrust these guys?" Max asked over the engine's roar in the back of the large troop carrier. He was sitting in between two guys who were armed with boxes and those boxes carried little greeting gift for their new friends or a thousand little greeting gifts.

"Why not? Worse thing that can happen is them freaking out over The REX." Everyone, even the drivers, chuckled at that, but it was close to the truth. Everyone in the Green Hawk military (in truth it is everyone in Green Hawk) was scared shit to the bones when they first saw the T-REX. Think about, the thing is designed to step on people as it's primary weapon. Thats pretty scary. The convey pulled over and everyone dismounted their carrier's. Shelly found a spot near by some cans and Max took cover with her behind them. Thier breathing became tense as they waited to meet their new comrades

The CO look over the street. All of his people had cover say for himself and the two guys with boxes. He took out a radio which was tuned on a open channel, but it didn't matter since he didn't plan of saying anything really big.

"This is Reno-Eleven calling Aurum Domus Marines. This is Reno-Eleven calling Aurum Domus Marines. I'm with the Green Hawk Military, I'm located about three klicks North of your current postion. Come and get your greeting gifts." The CO spoke though the radio tensely say for that last part. This was his first time meeting someone from Aurum Domus, let alone a Marine. He had no clue as to what would happen.


To: Revolutionaries
From: Lord Lachlan

We hear you'r cause and will aid you in stomping out Capitalism and oppression in you'r Nation.

Although Lach-land is slightly out-teched by you'r government a elite spec-op division along with regulars are currently being smuggled in to aid you'r cause.

Good Luck
Lord Lachlan

To: Lord Lachlan
From: A Friend

Thank you for your offer help. I fear that this message might be intercepted so just tell your men to be careful getting here. Thanks to you, we might win this.


To: Green Hawk Central Command
From: Theoroshian Military High Command (TMHC)

>> SENDING INITIALIZED

>> MESSAGE AS FOLLOWS:

With the war between our sattelite nation, New Volgograd, and Osteia over, we are now able to send troops into your nation for help. We can spare one ground division (around 250,000 men) to aid you. Additionally, we could spare a naval fleet to aid you as well. We await your response.

>>END MESSAGE

To: Theoroshian Military High Command (TMHC)
From: GHHICOM

Thank you for your offer, but a closer ally of our's has come to our help already, but the people of Green Hawk thank you most deeply for the offer of your help. We hope our nations will become closer in the future. Thank you once again.

OOC: Internet is dying so here is some crappy responses.



Thank you for helping us in our time of need and your soldiers will be greeted once they arrive. Thank you.



Understood, thank you once again.

OOC: Total number of foreigner soldiers coming/in GH: 540
I will allow 450 more soldiers to enter GH. Then this will be semi-closed unless other wise stated. Also, Lord Sumguy and Osteia can rp their troop coming in anytime they want. Now I'm going to be off until my computer's internet starts working again.

OOC: sorry 'bout the delay, power outage.


IC: Six military passenger planes landed in Green Hawk within two hourse of each other. The troops within assembled themselves in one location and waited for orders from the native military.

OOC: sorry 'bout the delay, power outage.


IC: Six military passenger planes landed in Green Hawk within two hourse of each other. The troops within assembled themselves in one location and waited for orders from the native military.

A group of soldiers with the uniforms of the Green Hawk military walked though the public airport terminal towards their new buddies passing civilians as they walked. Most of them armed, but they didn't expect combat and thus left their weapons to dangle off of their shoulder straps. Most of these soldiers made a small line in front of the Lord Sumguyain (:confused:) soldiers while their commander walked up in front of them. They nervously watched him do so, getting ready for anything to happen. The Green Hawk CO made a gesture with his hand and a guy carrying a large box came over and handed the CO a decive while putting the box down.

"Where is your CO? I need to talk to him about somethings. Also, everyone line up in front of me in a single file. Prepare to tell me your name, rank, serial number and anything else helpful like date of brith." He opened the box to expose who knows how many patches all with the same thing on it. The flag of Green Hawk in the middle, the words GREEN HAWK above the flag and the words, FRIENDLY below the flag as well as a bar code on the very bottom. He then stood next to the box a laptop in hand.

"Come get your welcoming gifts."

OOC: Salutations. I was wondering if this RP is still open. I would be very interested in joining if it is ok with you. I will more than likely RP as a single agent helping the original government.

OOC: Use this for OOC (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=535977) and if you want too join, go ahead. Since it's only one guy I can't see the harm in adding a few more people to this rp. ;)

It was a breezy and comfortable day in Malta. The sun was out, and there wasn't a cloud in sight. In other words, it was the perfect day for a send off.

At dock 13C, the DSS Carson was about to set sail. Having spent the last 24 hours being loaded with all manner of cargo, the Supply Class Support Ship was ready to join the fifteen other ships of Task Force 73, and then their journey to Green Hawk would begin.

As a pair of tugs began to guide the DSS Carson out of port, sailors lined the decks waving to their loved ones, who were cheering and waving from the pier.

Task Force 73 was on its way.

A group of soldiers with the uniforms of the Green Hawk military walked though the public airport terminal towards their new buddies passing civilians as they walked. Most of them armed, but they didn't expect combat and thus left their weapons to dangle off of their shoulder straps. Most of these soldiers made a small line in front of the Lord Sumguyain (:confused:) soldiers while their commander walked up in front of them. They nervously watched him do so, getting ready for anything to happen. The Green Hawk CO made a gesture with his hand and a guy carrying a large box came over and handed the CO a decive while putting the box down.

"Where is your CO? I need to talk to him about somethings. Also, everyone line up in front of me in a single file. Prepare to tell me your name, rank, serial number and anything else helpful like date of brith." He opened the box to expose who knows how many patches all with the same thing on it. The flag of Green Hawk in the middle, the words GREEN HAWK above the flag and the words, FRIENDLY below the flag as well as a bar code on the very bottom. He then stood next to the box a laptop in hand.

"Come get your welcoming gifts."


"I am the CO of these men." Cptn. Wall said, stepping forward. "What is it you wish to speak of?"

Meanwhile, the men lined up to receive their patches.

OOc: it's Sumguaian, for future reference.

"I am the CO of these men." Cptn. Wall said, stepping forward. "What is it you wish to speak of?"

Meanwhile, the men lined up to receive their patches.

OOc: it's Sumguaian, for future reference.

OOC: Okay.

IC:

The Green Hawk CO ordered several men to hand out patches and to confirm that these are the soldiers sent here to help. After the Green Hawk soldiers started to hand out patches and confirming the Sumguaian soldier's identity the Green Hawk CO turned to his Sumguaian counter-part.

"My name is Captain Tureen Jolt. I'm in charge of a battalion in the 88th Heavy T-REX Brigade. So lets get this started," Jolt took a deep breath, "All Green Hawk soldiers have this on their neck," the CO turned around and exposed a bar code on the back of his neck. He turned around.

"We also have something called nano-machines running though our blood in order to insure our safety from our own weapons... We call it The REX. It's hard to explain, but there is only one thing you need to know about it." After making sure the CO was listening he told his new found friend a secrete only the military and the government knew.

"The REX can only tell if someone is friendly or not only if you have one of those things on. If you do not have a bar code on your neck, nano-machines in your body or at least have that patch on you. It will identify you as a possible enemy which is not good since it only takes the order of weapons free for it to decided its time for you too die. Trust me. This is Green Hawk's most powerful weapon on the ground. You do not want to be seen as an enemy to this thing. Otherwise the rebels can't shoot for shit and run away when we start shooting back, but then The REXs get them. So don't expect to get a lot of kills. Wait, also, watch out for the guys with the FGM-148s. They are the ones who can hurt you. Any questions?" The CO couldn't help, but sound excited. The longer he was near the Sumguaian soldiers the more he wanted to know things about them, how they fight, what's it like in their nation and anything else they could tell him about themselves.

"Noe that i can think of. Just make sure those tin cans can keep up." The Captain said, smiling.

OOC: sorry for the short post, don't have much time.

OOC: Green Hawk, now there are 2 sides, The Greal Communist Group will support the Green Hawk Revolutionaries while the Greal army will support the Green Hawk army.


Message to Green Hawk Central Command
From Greal war Department


The Greal army will send soldiers to back up your army.

"Reno-Eleven, Reno-Eleven, this is Alpha612, we will be at your position in approximately 10 minutes."

The 1,000 Marines clad in urban digital camo marched through the streets of North Forklen. They were all on their guard even though they weren't expecting an ambush. In exactly 10 minutes the met up with their Green Hawkian allies. Their leader, Lieutenant Colonel Jeff Elean stepped forward and introduced himself.

"Hello, I'm Lt, Colonel Elean, what are our orders?"

Peacekeeper Heaven
L1 Lagrange Point

"Analysis complete. The nation of Green Hawk is currently wracked by civil war, and foreign parties have intervened on both sides of the conflict. They possess significant natural resources and are in an excellent strategic position. Recommend intervention to prolong the war and further destabilize the government.

"I concur with your analysis. We'll do it."


----

Earth, orbit "over" Green Hawk, 2300 hours local time

A solitary television satellite orbits, recording the same mind-numbing tripe that feeds many nations and rebroadcasting it, over and over.

A shadow falls across it, obscuring the signal, and the simplistic computer aboard vents the electronic equivalent of outrage, and focuses it's camera on the obstruction.

What is revealed is a large number of pods of some sort, headed for the atmosphere, with a smaller number of triangular shapes flying amongst them. Zooming out, it becomes obvious there are several waves of pods, the first and second waves being the largest, the third and fourth being the smallest. What the contents are isn't immediately obvious to whoever owns the satellite.

The first wave of pods begins to enter the atmosphere, their heat shields glowing as verniers fire to keep them on course. To anyone watching the skies above Green Hawk, it would seem as though many faint trails of fire are beginning to appear in the sky...

"Noe that i can think of. Just make sure those tin cans can keep up." The Captain said, smiling.

OOC: sorry for the short post, don't have much time.

Tin cans? The Green Hawk CO chuckled to himself as he walked over to the men handing out patches.

"Everything set?" He asked.

"Just about sir." The soldier answered handing over one of the last patches. Jolt took the very last patch, walked over to his new "friend" and gave him the patch.

"Put it on and I'll change your mind about the, tin can thing. The T-REX is not a tine can. In truth, when compared with most tanks, the tank is the tin can. The REX can run up to seventy miles per hour at max speed and can jump atop of roofs of tall buildings. It's feet are strong enough to turn tanks into pancakes and buildings into concert. That, my freind, is not a tin can and if you want I can take you to our foward base where we can have a little show with The REX." Jolt smiled.


"Reno-Eleven, Reno-Eleven, this is Alpha612, we will be at your position in approximately 10 minutes."

The 1,000 Marines clad in urban digital camo marched through the streets of North Forklen. They were all on their guard even though they weren't expecting an ambush. In exactly 10 minutes the met up with their Green Hawkian allies. Their leader, Lieutenant Colonel Jeff Elean stepped forward and introduced himself.

"Hello, I'm Lt, Colonel Elean, what are our orders?"

The CO took a single look over his counter-part, not bad he thought to himself.

"Name is Mick Paterson. I got orders to give you guys a present while we confirm who you really are," Mick walked up to the men with the boxes. After a time of whispering Mick walked over to the CO and handed him a patch.

"Put it on, anywhere, it doesn't matter just make sure it won't fall off. Tell your troops to line up evenly in front of each box to get a patch and for them to stat their name, rank, serial number and date of birth. When everything is done we can start our attack." Letting that sink in Mick Paterson smiled.

"I was just informed three minutes ago that the other seven brigades have arrive and now we can finish this war soon. Very soon."

OOC: Green Hawk, now there are 2 sides, The Greal Communist Group will support the Green Hawk Revolutionaries while the Greal army will support the Green Hawk army.


Message to Green Hawk Central Command
From Greal war Department


The Greal army will send soldiers to back up your army.

To: Greal war Department
From: Green Hawk Military Command

Green Hawk is no longer accepting international aid, but the President thanks you and hopes that our two nations can build relations in the future. Thank you.

Peacekeeper Heaven
L1 Lagrange Point

"Analysis complete. The nation of Green Hawk is currently wracked by civil war, and foreign parties have intervened on both sides of the conflict. They possess significant natural resources and are in an excellent strategic position. Recommend intervention to prolong the war and further destabilize the government.

"I concur with your analysis. We'll do it."


----

Earth, orbit "over" Green Hawk, 2300 hours local time

A solitary television satellite orbits, recording the same mind-numbing tripe that feeds many nations and rebroadcasting it, over and over.

A shadow falls across it, obscuring the signal, and the simplistic computer aboard vents the electronic equivalent of outrage, and focuses it's camera on the obstruction.

What is revealed is a large number of pods of some sort, headed for the atmosphere, with a smaller number of triangular shapes flying amongst them. Zooming out, it becomes obvious there are several waves of pods, the first and second waves being the largest, the third and fourth being the smallest. What the contents are isn't immediately obvious to whoever owns the satellite.

The first wave of pods begins to enter the atmosphere, their heat shields glowing as verniers fire to keep them on course. To anyone watching the skies above Green Hawk, it would seem as though many faint trails of fire are beginning to appear in the sky...

Will walked out of his urban home to his mail box. Upon reaching it he took out his mail and started to look over it.

"Junk. Junk. Junk. Junk. Why can't I ever get real mail?" He asked himself looking at the four bills in his hand until he notice a weird light heading towards the earth. He also noticed that people all over the large town started to stop whatever they were doing to watch the lights fall towards Green Hawk. All of them thought they were falling stars, they took this chance to take pictures and even record it with a video camera, but Will knew better. He rushed back in his home and picked up his phone not even locking the door behind him. He dialed a number and when he heard a click he yelled.

"Dave! You see what I see? Good! Meet me at the lab! Tell whoever the fuck is there to record this and to check it out with our observatory. Tell them that if they mess up they are going to clean the toilets for the rest of their lives! Yeah, go ahead and tell the Air Force if you want just hurry! See you there!" Will hanged up and ran to get ready. Green Hawk rarely has a meteor shower over it. This was a once in a life time event and Will was damn sure exited.

Night Skies, Green Hawk Capital Region

"No resistance so far. It appears as though all that's painting us is civilian traffic control radar."

"Confirmed. Proceed with neutralization of radar and chaff deployment."

The first wave of pods continues to roar through the atmosphere, slower now. Braking thrusters fire several times, before stopping, and the pods continue to fall. It becomes obvious now that for the most part, they are directed towards Green Hawk's capital region.

# Ace Combat 5 OST- Keiki Kobayashi - Open The War

Glowing lines appear along the sides of the first wave of pods, and the metal/ceramic shells spring away, propelled by small explosive charges. Inside are revealed racks, with missiles and large cylindrical objects. The remaining thrusters on each pod fire once more, and each pod begins to spin rapidly, as it begins to discharge it's cargo. Thousands of pods, each containing a hundred pounds of chaff, fly outwards into the night sky, then a small explosive charge in each one detonates, flowering the contents outwards into a radar-blocking cloud.

The pods carrying missiles spew them forth as well: a rain of high-speed smart anti-radiation missiles. After leaping clear of their launchers, most race off towards any active radar sources in the area that they can see. Others, however, take up an orbit after correcting their attitudes, in case more radar sources appear.

From several other pods, 2000 pound ground-penetrating glide bombs pop forth, orienting themselves on their targets: power plants and radio stations. As the last of the munitions are deployed, the now-empty pods shut down their remaining systems and simply fall towards the earth below, twisting in the wind.

The deployed munitions begin to fall (or thrust) towards their targets, as a stifling blanket of chaff begins to cover the skies over the capital region, and the second wave commences re-entry, far above...

OOC: Do you have a map or something of Green Hawk.



IC:

General Heart's office

2 officers approached General Heart.
"General?" asked the taller of the 2 officers.
"Yes captain?" asked General Heart who was marking the positions of Greal troops aroung the world.
"The President has given us approval to do Plan G on Green Hawk." said the captain.
Oh great, throught General Heart, Whats next? A war against Pluto?
"Send Admiral Cane into my office."said General heart quietly.
"Yes sir" said the captain saluting, the captain and the other officer walked out of the office. 3 minutes later Admiral Cane came into the office.
Yes General? You wanted to see me." said Admiral Cane
"The President gave us approval to do Plan G." said General Heart
Admiral Cane got up and said," I'll send a task force immedatiley.'
"Good, and do this operation fast and swift."said General Heart


Sasha Naval Base

Tens of thousands of Greal troops boarded the ships that were going to take the army to Green Hawk.

bump

"Lead the way, I am anxious to see what these things can do." The Captain said, smiling. "I am guessing an anti-tank rocket or a few small charges to the joints of the legs can take one down?"

OOC: last post for the night, i need sleep.

OOC: Sorry for the wait, but here is the IC post now. The next IC post will be more about the attack itself and it's aftermath, but I thought I should do a, 'calm before the storm' post first. Enjoy. :D

Night Skies, Green Hawk Capital Region

"No resistance so far. It appears as though all that's painting us is civilian traffic control radar."

"Confirmed. Proceed with neutralization of radar and chaff deployment."

The first wave of pods continues to roar through the atmosphere, slower now. Braking thrusters fire several times, before stopping, and the pods continue to fall. It becomes obvious now that for the most part, they are directed towards Green Hawk's capital region.

# Ace Combat 5 OST- Keiki Kobayashi - Open The War

Glowing lines appear along the sides of the first wave of pods, and the metal/ceramic shells spring away, propelled by small explosive charges. Inside are revealed racks, with missiles and large cylindrical objects. The remaining thrusters on each pod fire once more, and each pod begins to spin rapidly, as it begins to discharge it's cargo. Thousands of pods, each containing a hundred pounds of chaff, fly outwards into the night sky, then a small explosive charge in each one detonates, flowering the contents outwards into a radar-blocking cloud.

The pods carrying missiles spew them forth as well: a rain of high-speed smart anti-radiation missiles. After leaping clear of their launchers, most race off towards any active radar sources in the area that they can see. Others, however, take up an orbit after correcting their attitudes, in case more radar sources appear.

From several other pods, 2000 pound ground-penetrating glide bombs pop forth, orienting themselves on their targets: power plants and radio stations. As the last of the munitions are deployed, the now-empty pods shut down their remaining systems and simply fall towards the earth below, twisting in the wind.

The deployed munitions begin to fall (or thrust) towards their targets, as a stifling blanket of chaff begins to cover the skies over the capital region, and the second wave commences re-entry, far above...

Thomas Glower, President of Green Hawk. Usually enjoyed a good hunt out in the wild, but today he couldn't enjoy his hunting. Unlike most world leaders, Thomas did 'real' hunting only. Which means out in the wild mountains of Hawk, a nation within the Allied Nations of Green Hawk and also the capitol nation. Unlike Vulture, Hawk is a cold place and the white powdery snow was everywhere, even on his rifle. The news said the snow storm in Penguin had overlapped into the border for an hour and the result was that Hawk had a small snow storm of it's own. Thomas didn't give hoot. He planned this day out weeks in advance. Presidents don't get vacation that often in Green Hawk and this was his last one. He planned on enjoying it before the year began. Yup, soon it would be a start of a new year for Green Hawk and the festivals were just now getting ready for the big night. Thomas looked around from where he was, he saw his best friend and Vice President Wendy Feller. He is like a mentor and a father to her and she was like a daughter he never had as well as his apprentice. She also loved a good hunt.

"Are you just going to act like a pansy and stare at the sun setting or are we going to get some game?" Wendy asked her friend. Thomas looked upon the orange, yellow sun before the sounds of an AUH-28 Black Eagle helicopter echoed though the mountains. Wendy didn't look too happy.

"This what happens when you spend more time being lazy then hunting. You don't get to shoot anything." She looked really pissed, but this was really their last vacation together as leaders of this nation (or group of nations) for elections were coming up and Thomas's opponent has a lot of supporters. He lost belief that he was going to win awhile ago. The only thing to do now was to end the conflict with the rebels so that the new generation can move on and focus on other things besides the last generation's past sins.

"In truth Wendy, I want to make one last speech before I resign." Wendy looked at him like he was crazy.

"What?! What do you mean?!"

"I will give the rebel's what they want and in return they will lay done their arms as so will I. Then, I shall resign as President and leave it in your hands that the elections go without a hitch." Thomas never moved his gaze away from the setting sun, he almost looked like he was on the verge of tears, but he held himself together.

"Why doing you going this? Why are you giving up? We can win the conflict and we can finish them off right no-" Thomas interrupted her.

"But what would be gained from winning?" Wendy shut her mouth at that. Even though she would never admit it herself, she also strongly believed that this 'war' was stupid and would lead to nothing.

"So what do you plan to do?" Wendy asked.

"I'll will give speech stating that I will go before the Parliament and asked that a socialist party will be formed. When I resign and the elections come, we will see what the people want." Thomas slowly closed his eyes as a gust of snow spiraled past the two figures as the five rotor helicopter landed behind them.

"Isn't there a better way?" Wendy asked as a man in a winter coat walked up to the pair.

"When the government stops listening to it's people and starts doing what it thinks is best for the people. The government, regardless of what type, will always become a dictatorship in the end." Thomas said as the man stopped walking when he got next to them and yelled over the helicopter's roar.

"Sir! You ordered us to pick you and the Vice President up right about now! I think you wanted to give a live speech, correct?!" The man put his arms around himself in a failed attempt to protect himself from the cold.

"Yes! I did!" Thomas tore his gaze away from the sun and turned around. As he said his next words the sun set, leaving the nation of Green Hawk in darkness, "I will end this sin we call a small conflict! I will start the beginning for the next generation!" The stars seemed to be brighter then they ever were before. Too bright in fact. Thomas and Wendy got on the helicopter after the man. They closed the side door and they were off. Thomas could not stop himself from being teary eye. He had done his duty. He served as President long enough. It was time for the first (official) President of Green Hawk to leave this wonderful nation in the hands of the young and to erase this nations mistakes. Even if it cost him his life.

Two Hours Later In The Capitol Building of Green Hawk

Thomas stood before the podium, an unknown number of reporters staring at him. He knew, they knew, everyone knew that this was going to be a big speech. The main reason for this is that Thomas hates speeches. All they do is annoy him and worse, he is often forced to feed bullshit to his people. The same people he promised to keep informed of the happenings of Green Hawk. The lights in the room made him sweat. Behind him sat his cabinet and Wendy Feller stood right beside him like the loyal colleague she was. Thomas put his hands on both sids of the wooded podium that he hated so.

"Today," he started slowly, "today I come before you. The people of Green Hawk. To ask for forgiveness," everyone in the room looked at him confused, "I promised to protect you, to defend you, to take away your pain and look at what I've done!" He yelled, everyone in the room 'jumped' slightly at his tone of voice. They never heard him like this. He usually made jokes or funny comments, but he was never serious.

"Because of me, a conflict, no, a war! Has divided us! When you, the people, came to me and ask me to bring communism into our nation I turned away! I ignored you," his voice entered a slow, but clam tone. His voice told no lies. Green Hawk knew he was telling the truth and they listened.

"And for that. I am sorry. Before all of you and the nations of this world. I ask that the people I swore to protect and have failed, to forgive me for failing to protect their civil rights of free speech and of free will. To forgive this fool." The Green Hawkains in the room stared at him wide eyed as if he was crazy. The Green Hawk reporters were speechless, the other, more international reporters just thought he was feeding them bullshit and sighed.

"I will come before the Parliament and ask that they open a socialist party, "now he had everyone's attention, "this new party can have candidates run for President as well as any other government office. So that Green Hawk can decided for itself, if communism is really what they want. Once I finish this promise, this duty to my homeland. I will resign and ask that my loyal friend and partner in politics, Wendy Feller. To take over for me. If she accepts, when I resign she will help to make the elections as easy as possible. We both promise. Everyone and I mean everyone will know everything they need to know about the upcoming elections. People of Green Hawk! Hear me! Learn everything about the people who run for President! Do NOT! Let anyone fool you! Make them seem like the fool! Make them work hard to serve you! Do not pay them respect, but demand respect from them! Let the government be the dog and you the owner!" Thomas raised his fist in the air to empower his statement. His breathing over time went back to normal, he lowered his fist and said in a calm monotone voice.

"I will not be taking any questions, thank you." Thomas turned and left the podium as reporters stood up from their seats and attacked him with questions.

On An AUH-28 Black Eagle Helicopter

"What are you going to do now?" Wendy asked him on the helicopter heading to the Parliament building.

"I will do what I promise and fight so that a socialist party can be formed. Once that is done I will start writing my resignation speech."

"Why? There is still time before the elections. You can still be President and handle the elections yourself, I'm not ready for such a position." Wendy told Thomas who just shook his head.

"When is anyone ready to rule a nation?" He chuckled to himself as he closed his eyes slowly.

"Wendy, you are young. The only reason you are in the government at all is because I was able to convince the Parliament that I needed you to work for me. You are thirty now I believe?" She nodded.

"In ten years you'll be old enough to run this nation. Wendy, as a friend and colleague I'm telling you, use your time as President to learn as much as you can. When the time comes, I want to see you on television giving speeches as the first (elected) women President of Green Hawk. You are young and you are strong. You will be a fine leader." The eighty year old man told Wendy who just smiled.

"What do you mean fine? I'm going to be a kick ass President!' Thomas opened his eyes and they both laughed. The radio burst to life as a panicked voice informed the crew of the helicopter something that both Thomas and Wendy could not pick up. The crew chief got up from his seat and walked over to the co-pilot. After some whispering the chief turned to his V.I.P. guest.

"Sir, Green Hawk is under attack."

The Greal fleet by now was off the coast of Green Hawk after several days of traveling, troops got ready to board the landing craft, over the Greal Naval fleet was hundreds of F-65s flying over to make sure there is no trouble.

The Landing craft began dropping off troops on a beach in Green Hawk, by the end of the landings, about 160,000 Greal troops were on the beach, quickly the army set up camp.

The Landing craft began dropping off troops on a beach in Green Hawk, by the end of the landings, about 160,000 Greal troops were on the beach, quickly the army set up camp.

OOC: Okay, please read the OOC thread before posting again. I want to have a chat OOC'ly about your plans and maybe figure something out. I want this to be more then a, "I have more tanks then you! I win!" Fuck fest. Lets try to make a story here and plan out a plot of some sorts or at least have an organized war.

Green Hawk Capital Region
Night Skies

As a blanket of radar-blocking chaff slowly spreads over the region, and explosions dot the land below here and there, the second wave of pods begin to enter the atmosphere. At predetermined points, they fire braking rockets and maneuvering thrusters, fingers of flame stretching outwards to slow them as they hurtle through the night sky.

More chaff spews forth, along with something new: decoys. The rest of the pods continue to hurtle towards the ground below, and for those few watching them with telescopes, it seems they are vectoring towards the largest airport in the capital region of Green Hawk.

Inside one of the pods...

Sergeant Harmon Piper takes a deep breath as the vibration and shuddering inside the drop pod, and by extension, inside his Minuteman II powered armor, eases off. The drop pod is unlit inside except by a few battery powered blue lights, putting a dull glow over the interior and the five other hulking metallic figures within, though Harmon's face is lit by the soft glow of his heads-up display, which is currently displaying, in addition to the external view and status information about his suit, a small window with an external view of the pod, along with an altitude meter, which is ticking down rapidly as the pod plunges through the night sky.

Toggling a switch, Harmon opens up a communications link to the five suits nearby, the other members of his squad.

"Alright, twenty seconds to drop. Remember your training, and you'll all be fine. This is the first drop unit in our armed forces, and we've got some significant expectations to live up to. Just remember: you're the best, and you're equipped with the best."

A confused murmur of "Roger" and "Yes, sir"s echo back out of his speakers, and he smiles, relaxing.

These kids arn't that experienced... hell, none of us are. But we'll do fine. The locals, from all appearances, have been caught with their pants down. No ground fire, not even any patrol fighters. Command couldn't have timed this more perfectly if they tried...

As the counter on his display reaches ten seconds, the lights inside the pod change to red, painting an almost blood-colored hue over the machines within.

"Ten seconds to drop. All systems, power up."

The eyes of the Minuteman units glow briefly, and a faint hum is heard as their systems power all the way up. The surface of the armor vibrates slightly as the electro-reactive musculature within goes through it's self-tests.

A few seconds later, small explosive charges detonate, sending the ceramic sides outwards. The clamps holding the Minuteman units release, and each one tips forward out of the pod, the six powered armor units falling towards the ground in a star formation. With the light of the moon and the stars falling upon them, the large drop packs that are mounted on each unit become more apparent-- even more so as the six units automatically separate, and the drop packs activate their solid fuel thrusters, slowing the descent of the Minuteman units more.

A giant's fist seems to close on Harmon's chest as the thrusters fire, and his vision turns red as blood is pushed into his head. However, this feeling soon stops, as do the thrusters, and a subdued bang is heard as the large parachute within the drop pack deploys, resembling an extra large parasail, serving to slow the 2 ton machine even further.

Now closer to the ground, Harmon pages through the available viewing modes, taking a look at the landing zone. With light amplifaction and infrared modes, along with computer enhancement working together, the scene appears as bright as day to him, and he designates a few targets for himself, small carets appearing on his HUD, on the control tower a line of parked jets, and a fueling complex. "These are our targets, people. You know the drill, split into two-man formations and keep moving. The rest of our unit will be down shortly."

As Harmon's Minuteman II passes 100 feet, the last of the thrusters in the drop pack fire, vibrating him intensely inside as the unit slows further, until it automatically detatches, and the power armor drops the last 30 feet or so, landing with a loud crunch noise as it craters the concrete slightly, the legs flexing to take the shock of landing. A series of similar sounds come from nearby as the rest of his squad lands, and he raises his assault rifle.

"Alright, people. We're down. Let's go, keep moving, and keep the pressure on. We don't want to give these folks time to stop and think about what's happening, we want them to panic."

With that, the 'tread-skates' on the back of the Minuteman II's ankles slam to the ground, the feet elevating slightly, and Harmon's suit gets moving, accelerating across the open concrete of the airport. Lifting his suit's assault rifle, he triggers a 75mm rifle grenade into the left wing of a nearby aircraft taxiing towards the runway. The pilot inside doesn't see more than a brief flash... and then a larger flash, as the grenade detonates the fuel within the wing, sending a fireball exploding into the night sky.

a division assembles at the base camp in the side of a mountain.
an entire rifle brigade takes up positions above and keeps visual. any hostiles entering the valley are snipered.
small groups are sent out in scouting/guerilla parties.
an antiqued radio keeps communication with the revolutionaries...
((OOC: this may get drawn out...))