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Khartoum, Kroando - Human Order Headquarters

"And as we can clearly see...", the aged Medical Professor pointed to the detailed organic drawing of a humanoid creature, seemingly human with many variations, "Their lungs have mutated to digest and process the air they have been exposed to. They no longer cough due to the toxic gas they have inhaled for so long... however, they no longer can breathe our air without coughing in a similar manner. The Einstein-looking man paused, rubbing his beard. "Their livers... now here is an interesting bit. The food grown on the island has clearly radiated their digestive tracts, as this, a normal liver, looks nothing like one from Hexon. Two pictures popped up, showing clear differences in shape, size and color.

"However the most obvious changes are on the outside... the skin. Their skin has taken on a pale yellow complection, even though the sun is no stranger to their home. The glands which would cause them to tan have been mutated, and turn their skin this sickly yellow color. Furthermore you will find no hair on their bodies... none at all, as mutations in their cell dispersement systems cause them to dispose of dead cells through waste, leaving no fingernails, hair nor anything of the like. Although I have not found out exactly why their eye color has turned into a very light blue, I am pretty sure-...", the professor was cut off by Commissar Davis.

"Professor Valken... this is all very... educational... but I really only have one question for you. Are they human?", Davis, covered in the darkness of the room leaned into the light and proposed his question.

The professor stood still, fear, anticipation and anxiety overwhelming his body. And after what seemed an eternity, he responded. "No. No sir... they are not." Davis smiled, stood up, bowed and left the room, followed by Marshal Velspar and several other close advisors.

Background

The island of Hexon is located far out in the Pacific (basically, not near anyone else), and was colonized by Kroando roughly sixty years ago due to reports of uranium deposits. The colonists whom left Kroando for the island numbered roughly 34,000, and set up settlements with little trouble at first. However as they lived on the island, they noticed changes. Violent illness overtook all, killing roughly 4,000. Genetic mutations were caused by radioactive air being emitted from high-pressure geysers from deep within the earth's crust, and a semi-active volcano, Mt. Bensada. The air has caused considerable change in appearance and body structure of the original colonists, all of which are by now, dead.

However their decendents still reside here, and are further mutated. Though not deformed, they simply are distinct from the human race, and have grown distant from Kroando, now dominated by the Human Order. With a population of some 320,000, they are now being condemned as non-humans.

The Occupation - And Detention

The Inquisition's 3rd Expeditionary Force has been dispatched to the Island of Hexon, with a total of 25,000 Legionnaires in their ranks. Equipped with chemical and biological gear to protect them from the elements, they landed on the island two days ago, riding onto the beaches in Amphibious Assault Vehicles, occupying settlements and cities as they moved north. Paratroopers were dropped off in major areas to prevent civilian escape. Thousands upon thousands of civilians are currently being detained and taken to makeshift internment camps for 'ecological safety reasons'. The people are being told that there may be surges in radiation levels, and that for their own protection, they must enter the camps.

Over 200 Kraken II MBT's, 200 ID-57 Decimators, 300 G-24 Strikers and thousands of vehicles and other such equipment have been landed on the island (about the size of rhode island) in addition to the 25,000 combat personel.

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"We interupt your regularly scheduled broadcast to bring you an update on the Hexonian Insurrection in the Pacific, in which dozens of Terran Civilians have been viciously murdered by the mutated inhabitants of the island. According to TAF Sources, the mutations to the cerebral cortex of the Hexonians is so great that their brains no longer work in the normal pattern, but are distorted beyond belief. The Inquisitional 3rd Expeditionary Force has been deployed to evacuate Terran Civilians and to rehabilitate the Hexonians on the island... we now bring you back to you regularly scheduled program, 'Everybody Loves Raymond'."

Map of Hexon (http://img217.imageshack.us/img217/2639/untitledix5.png)

[This is Open NS MT.]

OOC: What is the terrain like? Is there jungle or heavily mountainous areas where an insurgency could hide? The map needs to give some idea of how and where base camps and supplies could be dropped. If it is jungle, heavily forested or swamp tanks would be useless in certain areas.

[My mistake... I colored it brown, which in my head meant 'rock', but didn't write it. Hexon is largely barren rocky-dirt with various toxic steam vents and geysers over the region. There is a massive volcano in the east, and the entire coast is steep cliff, except for the one area marked as traversable beach. This is a bad place to conduct and insurgency, but there are hundreds now hiding out in the rocky plains evading the occupiers.]

Camps Completed

After merely two weeks on the island, the Inquisitional 3rd Expeditionary Force has reported 98.5% of the population detained and accounted for, leaving roughly 4,800 Hexonians missing. Intelligence suspects several hundred are out of the country, however this means there must be nearly 4,000 hiding on the island. Scouting parties are being dispatched the island over, as recon planes with IR seeking are scouring the island.

However inside the camps is a much less pleasant situation. Gas chambers have been completed and rigged with massive sarin gas dispensers. Each camp contained two gas chambers, each of which can hold 50 people at a time. With one 'group' being gassed every two hours, 1,200 die in each camp per day. After the first day of work, 6,000 lay dead. Their bodies are promptly taken and thrown onto massive burn piles away from the camps, however the smoke from their corpses can be seen miles round. The rest of the camp are told they were evacuated to the mainland, and as the gas chambers are located roughly a mile from the main camps, not much has circulated to counter the official story.

The skulls and bones of the unfortunate victims are being sold en masse to the popular gothic internet site, 'Black Misery', whom in turn is selling them on the open market. As ten dollars a skull, the government seeks to make over three million in profit... helping to pay for all of the sarin being used on the island.

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Two Mokastana Spy planes flew over the camps...unsure of what is going on The republic of Mokastana had to see for itself

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Meanwhile in Mokastana City Nicolas Villa sat at his desk getting more and more reports...

"so it appears that these people played with Uranium, it messed them up and now they want to exterminate them....damn why do people have to be so stupid?"

"Well sir war is war, isnt it stupid no matter the reason..

"true, but i feel we should help out these people..im not commiting troops though, we have enough on our plates....Aide, send a message to the infected population, we may not be able to fight for there freedom, but perhaps we can help them fight for there's......Captain, prepare 50,000 A-07s to be ready for flight out of the country"

"yessir"

Aide: dont you need presidentail approval for that.."

"where do you think i was going now"

[Quick question. How did you contact the rebels? There are 4,000 of them hiding out near the volcano in caves and in rocky hills, but all they would have is a few radios. They would appreciate the help, but contacting them would be the difficult part. Oh... and what is an A-07?]

OOC: he just told the aide to contact them....we still havent gotten a connection. I may send a mass message but no doubt that would be intercepted...


A-07 is the standard rifle of Mokastana...its an upgrade from the A-03, which was just an AK knock-off,
(we were isolated from the world and entered the international scene at war....so i invented a rifle for my people to use)

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IC:

The Aide ordered one of the recently purchased Tupolev Tu-95 "Bear" to fly near the island broadcasting the following message:

"Attention any natives, please respond over....please respond, this is international humane assistance we have food water and supplies, i repeat..."

OOC: Hmmm this is interesting, can i join?

The USS of New Brittonia officially condemns the genocide committed by the government of Korando. We, however, wish to send in direct aid to the people of Hexon, and wish for other nations to do the same. Up to 50,000 people from the island of Hexon are entitled to be "political refugees" in the USS of New Brittonia.

Signed,
Foreign Minister of the United Socialist States of New Brittonia
Sarah Lynch

the Tupolev Tu-95 "Bear" continued to circle the island unitl it saw a beach,

Pilot "that must be the only beach on the island..."

looks down and photgraphs the beach to get enemy figures on it

Co-pilot " genocide...i thought that was done and over with...i say we just send in the Jaguars and wipe em out..."

"we dont decide that, we just let them know how to get in, its someone else who decides that"

[The gun is perfectly acceptable... I was just curious. As to the plane, it probably would have encountered my fleet along the way... but I want to make this interesting, so lets assume you made it through.]

Hexon - 3rd Expeditionary Force

"What in the hell?! What is that?", shouted Lieutenant Garnen as he entered the command tent, pointing at the massive blip on the radar screen. "Uh... looks like... a plane sir.", responded the technician, attempting to identify the object. "Whats it doing? What the hell is it doing here?! Check the flight schedules... is there supposed to be a god damn plane there?", the officer shouted through his head piece, sending the other men in the tent into a frantic scramble to cross reference the plane with Kroandan patrols.

"No sir! It's not one of ours... it's actually a Tu-95.", reported one of the various NCO's in the tent. The Lieutenant stood dumbfounded. "Inform General Harnos... and put me into communication with that damned bomber!", shouted the officer. "Reposition the G-24's to the north and south... if they try to make a break for it and flee... shoot em' down."

"Attention any natives, please respond over....please respond, this is international humane assistance we have food water and supplies, i repeat..."

The Command Center Radio'd the bomber back. "This is Front Command of the Inquisitional 3rd Expeditionary Force. You are violating Terran Airspace. Identify yourselves and land now at the following coordinates or face being shot down. We repeat, identify yourselves and land at the following coordinates...", coordinates were given for an airstrip near an abandoned city, under occupation of the military. G-24 Strikers on the ground had assumed a lock-on of the bomber due to it's large size and their overlapping RADAR lock... one false move and it was all over.

Shortly after the Command Center radiod the bomber, another transmission came in. "This is the Hexonian Resistance! We are in dire need of help! We request assistance!", a Hexonian Military officer pleaded through his radio. The Hexonian Camp was to the north east... the runway to the west...

Direct Wire to New Brittonia

Genocide is the execution of humans. The Hexonian Rebels are certainly not human.

-Internet Poster from Kroando

As the Hexonians are incapable of leaving the island... no refugees were arriving in New Brittonia

[It is open. Anyone can join.]

OOC: i was probably going to hit em anyways...the plane is cirlcing about 30-50 miles off the island anyway but that works

"Shit why does eveyone half to see us at once!"

"I hope Diplomatic immunity still stands...."

"not with all the damn guns there pointing at us...dont they realize this plane couldnt bomb them if we tried..."

.....We repeat, identify yourselves and land at the following coordinates...",

"this is Mokastana Humane Flight 1749, we have no weapons on board, i repeat no weapons on board. we will comply however we need those coordinates again over."

while the pilot kept the military talking the co-pilot went to the back to the more advance radio equipment.
"Hexonian Resistance, we offer assistance, Give us coordinates to send back to Mokastana, however we are landing at a military airbase.. we do not know if you can help us escape, but we need those coordinates"

while talking the co-pilot took out the two JagD .45 ACP pistols and loaded them, handing one to the pilot, in case anything went wrong.

Pssssssssssssssshhhhhtttt.... "17'N 2312... 223E...", was the last transmission relayed by the Hexonian Resistance on the ground.

(I'll assume you landed smoothely.) As the Tu-95 slowed to a halt on the dusty runway, humvees swarmed the area, .50 calibre machine guns pointed at the landed aircraft. "Come out with your hands up! This is the Inquisitional 3rd Expeditionary Force, come out with your hands up, throw all weapons onto the ground and come out!" When the pilots did as they were instructed, men would rush to them, apply gas masks and flexi cuff them, dragging them into a humvee nearby. If they resisted, they would be shot with tranquilizers, which several men were armed with. If the plane attempted to take off, an ID-57 Decimator sat with both guns directed right at the plane.

"man these guys dont kid do they? did you get the coordinates back to HQ?"

"yeah, lets get the masks on just in, just in case uranium dust is in the air"

they hit the destroy equipment button and opened the plane doors, with there hands up and the pistols on their hips....while the machines melted under the heat of thermite.

The moment the two men were outside of the plane tranquilizer darts flew, thudding into them. The tranqs were of such strength that both would be out for hours. As they were fired Legionaires rushed forward, masking the men and dragging them into humvees stationed nearby. More men rushed inside the plane, searching it for weapons, photograph equipment and various other machinery.

When the two men woke up, they were both isolated, each in a dimmly lit holding cell in a subsurface prison, tied and bound to a chair. Their weapons gone, their gas masks off, they awoke to the site of Inquisitional Interogators looking them straight in the eyes. (Lets just RP the interogation of one) "Hello. My name is Colonel Ribitz of the Inquisitional 3rd Expeditionary Force, you are in a sterilized subsurface holding cell. Now... I am going to ask you a series of questions, you are connected to a lie detector test. I would appreciate it very much if you answered truthfully."

Ribitz stood up and turned on the polygraph, "Who are you... who sent you... and what are you doing here?"

the pilot looked up unaffected by the dim outlook

"you do know that lie detectors are ineffective right? there only right i think 60% of the time....so i may spike when I'm truthful..."

inside he thought (not again, hopefully their not as inhuman as those MAUCs were)

I'm Captain Miguel Cervantes of the Mokastana's People's Air Force, I was sent as a recon for my superiors so they could figure out if and when relief would be needed for these people"

OOC: what takes you so long to respond?

"I understand Captain Cervantes... I will take this into consideration when you do spike. Now, you say you were here on recon... our technicians found no bombs, so will take it you are telling the truth. What business does Mokastana have in Hexon... which is the soveirgn territory of Kroando? What is it you all plan to do? Arm the rebels?"

[My internet is acting up... cuts off and I have to reboot my computer every so often.]

OOC:ahh ok around 11 i have to get offline to go to work, but i will be back on after i get set up there...its a front desk job so i can surf the web there


IC: I aint planning nothing...i was told to gather intelligence...nothing wrong with that is there???

[K, I think we're in different time zones, but I'll tell you before I log off.]

"Well, it violates international law... but no... I don't suppose theres anything wrong with that.", Ribitz stood up and walked across the room, scribbiling something on a piece of paper. "We recieved a crackled transmission shortly after we contacted you... intelligence reports say it's the rebels... talking to you... where are they?"

well so does genocide...but aint my job to enforce it..and i don't recall any message like that... we got some jarble but i couldnt make it out...

Beep! Beep! Beep! "Ah... Captain... I believe we have our first spike. Now we have reported to your government that your Tu-95 crashed in the south of the island. We may find survivors... we may not. Now I ask you again, where are they?"

ok ok ok....but really i don't know where they are...i wasnt paying attention to what they were saying i was to busy trying not to get shot down

OOC: i have to go offline for a while be back in around 10-20 minutes

"Wrong answer.", Ribitz replied, picked up a gun and opened the door, and two soldiers threw his copilot into the room, bound and gagged. Ribitz pointed it at the mans knee and pulled the trigger. He then pointed the gun at his chest. "Where."

(well i guess they are humane.......think think....)

Damn it i dont know....i cant remember, isn't it possible that i forgot them, assuming i even heard them....really i dont even know if the messsage was clear

Ribitz shot the man on the floor in the gut. "He is already dead... it may take minutes or days for it to happen... but he is dead. Are you really going to sit and watch this?"

[I'm going to have to call it a night, I've got work tomarrow morning.]

The Imperial Dark Realm Ministry of Foreign Affairs

The Darkstalker Empire officially condemns the genocide committed by the the government of Korando.
We wish to send help and the Empire will open its borders to any refugee from this nation.

Imperial Minsiter of Foreign Affairs
Violette Engel

Captain Cervantes had no choice.... he really didn't hear the coordinates....the co-pilot did, he sent them to HQ, but now the information the man wanted was "dead" at his feet.

OOC: you don't know that

summining up his courage he looked at Ribitz and smiled

"Ive seen worse....hell I've prayed for this kind of interrogation"

Ribitz smiled, "As have I." Ribitz put the gun down and looked to the two guards still standing at the entrance. "Captain, have the plane ransacked for anything useful, then have it dumped into the ocean. Radio the Mokastana Government, tell them their plane was inadvertantly shot down as it flew over a military base... there were no survivors." Ribitz then opened a small suitcase, withdrawing several sharp scapal like knives. He then paced around the room, eyeing up the Captain. Ribitz then stopped behind Cervantes, brought the knife up to the mans face, and dug it into his left eye, careful not to go to deep, just deep enough to take his vision. He then proceeded to the right eye, very slowly, so that the man would see the knife entering his pupil. He then moved down, to the lips, and toar each one off, tearing them off as slowly as was humanly possible. However all of this was done after his nose was skinned of it's flesh, and gasoline poured over his face. "Where next Captain? Face or genitals?"

The Autocratic Federated Empire wishes to send a small force to assist the Kroandoan forces.

~Daniel Heusen,
Supreme Commander

OOC: damn i was hoping to use him later....


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For F$^#%'s sake i DOnt know....Im being FU^%*&%* Serious...I didnt hear them....even you god damn Piece of Sh%$ lie decetor agrees!!

Meanwhile in Mokastana the Foreign Relations office was in a panic...They knew from the last transmission that they were abducted except that the Government of Kroando claimed they got shot down over a military base.... that and they couldn't reach the president and Nicolas Villa still hadn't arrived, all the VIPs were gone while Mokastana had its first international incident...

Just then three well dressed men entered the cube farm....

"I am special agent Jason Franshaw MBSA! we are now taking control of the Hexian crisis"

Just then more agents entered and began to take the files these underpaid clerks were more then willing to give up. If anyone could have blood on their hands...it was these guys.

"Hmm, this is interesting," said Thomas Vanek flipping through some official-looking papers. "Genocide. Well, we might as well get a plane down there to check it out."

"Yes, sir!" said an aide as he rushed off to tell the Head of the Air Force, who told the Head of Mission, who.....got all the way down to an elite captain.

"Your mission, sir, is to find out what's going on in Hexon. Understand? We want surveillance. The colonial peoples have mutated and are classified as non-humans from the country of Kroando, which owns the island. Find out what's with them at all costs!"

"Yes, sir!" said Captain Wood. He hopped into his F/A-22 and flew off.

OOC: I love being interrogated. And my guy knows too much. Fun, fun, fun!

Meanwhile, a U-2 streaked over Hexon, snapping pictures.

After our listening stations picked the last distress call from an unknown aircraft.

The Admiral Koenig, commander of the 6th Kriegsmarine Task Force, receives a dispatch detailing the delicate situation.

"From the Imperial Ministry of War "

Admiral Koenig, the situation at Hexon seems quite delicate and seems to be getting worse by the minute.
You are commisioned to mobilize your fleet with caution towards the hot zone and gather information about the situation if possible try to locate the origin of the distress call.

Be cautious and discreet as we know that other nations aircraft are near or in the area.

Avoid direct engagment if possible. "

"Hmmmm " Admiral Koenig thinks about the situation.

"Captain Lutjens prepare 2 Reconnaissance aircraft for immediate take off
I want 2 Su-M30 as soon as possible " Admiral Koenig ordered. " Also get me AirMarshall Torres I want to know if his surveillance planes are still near the area after yesterday excercise "

"Yes Sir I will order 2 of our best pilots to take off asap " Captain Lutjens answered.

20 Minutes later 2 Su-30 take off roaring from the KGS Draconis aircraft carrier towards Hexon.....

[For future reference, if you have any questions about my equipment, check out the Kro-Tech link at the bottom.]

Hexon - Subsurface Facility

Ribitz looked to the lie detector... indeed the Captain was telling the truth. The Colonel smiled and walked over to the machine. "Captain Cervantes... it appears you are telling the truth.", Ribitz then turned the machine off. "But I really don't care." And with that Ribitz picked up a small vial of liquid labeled, sulfuric acid and walked back over to the pilot, dripping the acid onto the mans hands. This would be followed by the man being burnt alive, and thrown in with the wreckage of the plane. Captain Cervantes was no more.

Hexon - Surface Actions

The genocide continued, with 6,000 dying each day. At the end of the week, 42,000 were smoldering around the island. Of the original population of 320,000, this was a considerable amount.

Transmission to the Darkstalker Su-30's Approaching Hexon - Approximatly 85 Miles Away from the island... Pssssshhhhtttt.... "Unidentified Aircraft 1032 and 1904, identify yourselves. You are violating Terran Airspace, and must turn back or risk being shot down. We repeat, you are violating Terran Airspace, identify yourselves and promptly turn back." On the ground G-24 strikers were positioning their SDCI Anti-Aircraft Missile Systems to knock the bogies out of the air. If they did not turn back, and came within 25 miles of the island, they would be greeted by a volley of six missiles, guided by LADAR-RADAR-IR Sensors.

Transmission to the Akimonad U-2 flying over Hexon... "Unidentified Aircraft, you are violating Terran Airspace. We demand that you land immidiately at the following coordinates and identify yourselves, or you will be shot down. I repeat, unidentified aircraft, you are violating Terran Airspace. Indentify yourselves and land at the following coordinates." Hexon was literally covered in mobile RADAR-LADAR stations, so any aircraft at all, even a spy plane, was going to be seen in very little time. The U-2 managed to make it over the island, but to escape now was an immpossibility. The U-2 was locked onto by three separate G-24 Strikers, each equipped with ten SDCI Anti-Aircraft Missiles. Continuing to fly and not land would mean being shot down... fleeing would mean the same thing.

Transmission to the F-22 from Vanek Drury Brieres - Over the Island... ""Unidentified Aircraft, you are violating Terran Airspace. We demand that you land immidiately at the following coordinates and identify yourselves, or you will be shot down. I repeat, unidentified aircraft, you are violating Terran Airspace. Indentify yourselves and land at the following coordinates." The F-22, due to it's stealth features had managed to make it over the island... however there was simply too much RADAR on the island, and it was eventually picked up... and locked onto.

Kroando Mobilizes the 2nd Fleet

With increasing International Attention on Hexon, the 2nd Fleet has departed for the island. Twenty two destroyers, five Negotiator Class Cruisers and two aircraft carriers have been dispatched.

Response to Akimonad

While we appreciate your offer of support in these times of strike, we are unsure of your motives, as we have had no past relations. We must decline your offer of help in supressing the Hexonian Rebellion, as Kroandan Forces have the situation under control.

~Ministry of Foriegn Affairs

Message to Mokastana

We regret to inform you one of your spy planes has been shot down over the island of Hexon. We were given no warning of it's arrival, and gave no permission for it to violate our airspace. We strongly urge that this be the last violation of our soviergnty on your behalf... for if the Hexonian Rebels were to be armed by your country, you would put yourself in a state of war with Kroando.

~Ministry of Foriegn Affairs

"Brigadegeneral Torres, Kapitän-zur-See Lutjens from the KGS Draconis is on the line" Hauptmman Swann was a little nervous as he handed the phone to his supperior,"What could this mean" he thought. It was a direct call from the Aide of Gross Admiral Koenig the commander of the 6th Fleet. This maybe important


"Brigadegeneral Torres here, whats the matter ? " Brigadegeneral Torres answered
Few minutes later he orderd Hauptamman Swann to get him the Imperial Minister of War.

He wanted to confirm what Koenig had requested.


The two Orion Surveillance planes were still in the area but were at their base in Fanelia.

It will take at least 2 hours for them to arrive close enough to Hexon and the Fleet and still quite far to avoid any unnecesary risk.

After a few minutes Brigadegeneral Torres ordered that all base personnel will be in high alert, and keep close contact with the 6th Fleet and the Ministry of War.

The 2 Surveillance planes will take off meanwhile 4 typhoons will be ready to assist them.

The U-2 pilot radioed back, annoyed at the thirty missiles flying towards him.

"This is ADFair Utility Flight 403, preparing to land at the given coordinates."

As the plane made its approach, the starboard aileron malfunctioned, sending the starboard wing crashing onto the runway, taking the rest of the plane with it.

[So did the Su-32's turn back or did they keep going? Im a bit confused as to where your forces are, and what is in your fleet. How far from the island are they?]

Communication from the Kroandan Flagship T.S.S. Armad to the Darkstalker 6th Fleet

You are violating Kroandan Waters. We demand you turn back immidiately, recall all aircraft and leave the area, or risk military confrontation. We repeat, the island of Hexon is under a state of emergency, and foriegn military vessels are not permitted in Kroandan Waters during such times. Turn back.

[Akimonad, I didn't fire at you... I was simply stating I could if I had to... but you crashed... so...]

"Black 7 to Black 9, Black 7to Black 9 " Hauptmann (Captain )Tellez called his wingman Leutnant Bane

"Black 9 here"
B7"Hey Pete are you picking it ?"
B9"Yes I got something in there flying over the Island quite ahead of us"
B7"I confirm its over the 5000 feet" Lt Bane said firmly "Looks like some kind of plane also they got a lot of AA defenses something wierd is going on there"
B9"Wait incomming signal "
B7"Roger"

"Unidentified Aircraft 1032 and 1904, identify yourselves. You are violating Terran Airspace, and must turn back or risk being shot down. We repeat, you are violating Terran Airspace, identify yourselves and promptly turn back."

"Black 7 to KDC, Black 7 to KDC "
"KDC here, what your situation copy?"
"Black 7 we request instructions, the Island got our planes in their signal"
"KDC Identify yourselves and try to come back, support its on its way"
"Black 7 Copy KDC Black 7 Over"

B7" Hey Pete we're going back home and stand by, but we have to answer Terran Ground Control"
B9"Roger "


" Terran Ground Control this is Black 7 and Black 9 we are part of the Darkstalker Empire 6th Fleet, we are on flying exercises, we seemed to have lost our route, we apologize and will leave your airspace immediatly "

"Affirmative.", was the only response given to the two Darkstalker 'strays'.

Communication from the Kroandan Flagship T.S.S. Armad to the Darkstalker 6th Fleet

You are violating Kroandan Waters. We demand you turn back immidiately, recall all aircraft and leave the area, or risk military confrontation. We repeat, the island of Hexon is under a state of emergency, and foriegn military vessels are not permitted in Kroandan Waters during such times. Turn back.

As the Kroandans had recieved no response from the Darkstalker fleet, they repeated their message. [How far away is your fleet from Hexon?]

Special agent Jason Franshaw Received the message...and understood it clearly.

"Clear those A-07s off the runways now" he yelled into the phone "Why dont we just delcare war on them while we are at it, You Dumbass!!!"

"I want 20,000 RPGs, and 40,000 rifles in their place"
"I dont care what type but not any that say Mokastana on the side. If it was made here dont even think about shipping it!"
"yes i mean from the Vaults!!! It wsa only a few months ago they still work don't they!?!?!?"

He slammed the phone down...."God damn this situation," he kicked over a waste basket....I want a way to get those guns on that island Now and pick 8 random but possible locations to drop them."

"Why sir?"
"so they dont send everyone to the rebels location when we supply them duh?? this way they might have a chance..."
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TO:Kroando
FROM: Mokastana

We apologize for the sovereignty infringement, they were ordered to stay off the island and in international waters. No doubt the pilots paid for there mistake. For our Security perposes though we will be flying planes to look for the wreckage and bring in a few ship to recover the debris and remove it from you region

Thank you
Nicolas Villa Foreign Minister

OCC: The fleet is in international waters but less than 70 miles near your territorial waters. But according to the last post it could be closer like 10 to 8 miles near Krondan waters.
The fleet:
1 Aircraft carrier
2 Battleships
2 Aegis Cruiser
2 Destroyers
2 Light Cruisers
2 Support Vessels
1 Hospital Ship
The fleet was returning home after supporting joint exercises with the Airforce and is located at the northeast of your island.



This is the KGS Draconis to T.S.S. Armad we are not invading your territorial waters. We are still in international waters. Repeat Still in international waters. We will keep our position.
Our aircraft had been recalled.

[Akimonad, I didn't fire at you... I was simply stating I could if I had to... but you crashed... so...]

Oh well. Now you have a flaming wreck to contend with.

This time the Mokastana sent one air squad consisting of MIG-29s to look for the "wreckage"

"Attention Kroando command this is delta foxtrot of The Mokastana Air force, are orders are to search for the wreckage of our humane relief flight, please respond over"

Meanwhile 4 typoon Class Submarines from the Mokastana fleet descended onto the island. Remaining in international water they were ordered to remain undetected and prepare for launch, if ordered.
the missiles they carried were not Nuclear, but EMP based. Just in case a black out was necessary.

Message to Mokastana

We shall allow your search crews to fly over the island, however they will be watched. If the rebels are to be mysteriously armed, we shall assume that you did so.

~Ministry of Foriegn Affairs

We thank you for the allowing of our planes to search, however we have not suggesting arming the rebels so we feel this threat is overzealous of you, because we had an accidental flight over your land does not mean we are going to cause trouble please rethink that.

Thank you
Nicolas Villa
Foreign Minister

Message to Mokastana

Hexon is in a state of emergency. We will take no risks, and shall have three Halcon Stealth Fighters tail every aircraft in our airspace. This is non-negotiable.

~Ministry of Foriegn Affairs

that is understandable however if anything should go wrong we recommend you investigate rather then assume

Cripistan was a not know internationally to get mixed into foreign affairs. President Ordonez had just heard of a genocide in on the island of Hexon. He had an idea. If he send forces, he could make an ally, and possibly get a source of uranium. " Lisa, send these documents over to General Shay." He handed over some information on Hexon, and the documents of information currently going on in Hexon.

Genral Shay was sitting at his desk when he heard a knock at his door. "It's open" he said. "For you sir" replied Lisa. He opened it up. " Interesting" he said aloud. He picked up his phone. He dialed the number of his Lt., a man they called Reeves. " Lt. Reeves, come pick up some documents, ASAP." he put down the phone.

25 minutes later

Reeves walked in. He took a seat. The General looked up. He handed the folder over to Reeves. " Look at these. then contact the top military official in Kroando. Tell him we'd like to send some supplies to his forces, and also send our own force. Notify him of our intentions to help."

Reeves left with no words spoken. Immediatly contacting officials on Kroando.

Executive Communication With Cripistan

Dearest Friends,

We are most grateful for your offer in helping to quell the Hexonian Rebellion, however must be hesitant at your offer to aid us. We have encountered some mild international resistance, and even spying ordeals over Hexon, and must, for obvious reasons, be weary of foriegn nations seeking to deploy soldiers to our island. While we would like to accept your gesture of goodwill, we must first discuss with you your intentions.

While we have no doubt your primary goal is to help us purge the mutants from the island, we must suspect that you seek some sort of economic, military and political payment. We would like to invite you to the Imperial Union of Terra, through which we would be able to aid your nation in ways you can only imagine.

~Commissar Hector V. Davis

[Cazelia... you should probably RP getting to the island first... I've been shooting down everyone that gets near, and telling anyone that wants to help to go away. There isn't much fighting going on... just genocide.]

Nine Days Into the Cleansing - Hexon

54,000 Hexonians lay smoldering on massive burn piles around the island, as ever more were cattled in to the gas chambers, where they too would meet their doom. The civilians have been getting restless, however after the last incident in which several men and women attempted to escape the camp, no further disturbances have been reported. Nine men and women ran for the fence, cut through and began running into the distance. They were all reportedly mowed down by a machine gun tower.

The rebels, hiding in and around the volcano to the east are now under intense attack, as Kroandan Forces call in airstrikes daily on their positions. Lately sarin-gas laden bombs are being used, as the 3rd Expeditionary becomes tired with their hit-and-run tactics, as there have reportedly been over 30 ambushes, resulting in 45 deaths and over 100 wounded. Gas strikes are covering the mountainside, and high command suspects over 1,000 enemy dead.

Transmission to the F-22 from Vanek Drury Brieres - Over the Island... ""Unidentified Aircraft, you are violating Terran Airspace. We demand that you land immidiately at the following coordinates and identify yourselves, or you will be shot down. I repeat, unidentified aircraft, you are violating Terran Airspace. Indentify yourselves and land at the following coordinates." The F-22, due to it's stealth features had managed to make it over the island... however there was simply too much RADAR on the island, and it was eventually picked up... and locked onto.

"Thank you, landing at coordinates currently."

The Raptor smoothly bumped down on an open runway. The Captain got out, took a sip of maroon liquid he had, and waited for his reception.

Hexon - Ardon Runway

The city of Ardon was one covered in dust and soot, all from the constant erruptions of the volcano to the East. The dust and soot itself contained toxic elements, which if inhaled, may cause death. The entire city was covered in it, and as soon as the F-22 came to a halt, it was too. Humvees, five in total had surrounded the aircraft and unloaded soldiers around it. Five Legionnaires moved towards the Captain and immidiately applied a gas mask to his face. The men then searched him for guns, flexicuffed him and brought him into the nearest humvee.

A short while later he arrived in a surface command post, sterilized and oxidized, so the men inside did not need gas masks. He was escorted to a private office and given a seat. The label on the desk read "General Horn", the commander of the entire operation. "So I hear you were taking pictures of my island. It doesn't make for a great post card, so I assume you were on recon. Please, I ask you for no bullshit, work with me and I swear you will go home.", the General paused, pouring himself some scotch before he continued. "Lets start with the basics. Who are you, who sent you and what are you doing here?"

Hexon - Ardon Runway

The city of Ardon was one covered in dust and soot, all from the constant erruptions of the volcano to the East. The dust and soot itself contained toxic elements, which if inhaled, may cause death. The entire city was covered in it, and as soon as the F-22 came to a halt, it was too. Humvees, five in total had surrounded the aircraft and unloaded soldiers around it. Five Legionnaires moved towards the Captain and immidiately applied a gas mask to his face. The men then searched him for guns, flexicuffed him and brought him into the nearest humvee.

A short while later he arrived in a surface command post, sterilized and oxidized, so the men inside did not need gas masks. He was escorted to a private office and given a seat. The label on the desk read "General Horn", the commander of the entire operation. "So I hear you were taking pictures of my island. It doesn't make for a great post card, so I assume you were on recon. Please, I ask you for no bullshit, work with me and I swear you will go home.", the General paused, pouring himself some scotch before he continued. "Lets start with the basics. Who are you, who sent you and what are you doing here?"

"I am Captain Wood of the VDB Air Force. I am here to insure that this is actually humane and if the VDB needs to step in."

OOC: Wood had a backpack on when he arrived. Did you guys take it off? It will be very important in the interrogation.

[Lets assume that it was taken and emptied. All of the contents were inspected for weapons/explosives and whatnot, and then were set on the desk of General Horn. So all of the stuff is infront of us both... but not any bomb you may be trying to kill me with...]

"Well Captain, I assure you, these people are not human... and the VDB would be wise to stay far, far away from Hexon. What did you photograph during your flight?"

Wood grabbed a jar full of maroon liquid and took a gulp. "Nothing really, you guys intercepted me while I was over the ocean, I believe I got a shot at the island from, say, 20 miles off? Something like that."

Regardless of what the Captain told him, they would simply empty the photographic equipment from the F-22 and search it for data. [So if you did take pictures, please share] "Well then... I suppose we have nothing more to discuss."

Message to Vanek Drury Brieres

An F-22 spy plane has been abducted from your nation while breaking Terran Airspace. The aircraft was given no permission to appoach the island, yet, in a blatant breach of national soviergnty, did so. If you seek the return of your pilot, we suggest begining to negotiate.

[I]~Ministry of Foreign Affairs

Yes, we did hear of the attention surrounding this operation. We completely understand you're weariness to accept our forces. So, let me tell you of our intentions. Our troops have never had any military experience other than training, and riot control. We see this as a chance to give them hands on, in depth reality. We also know that there are large deposits of uranium on the island. You may not know but Cripistan has no source of uranium. We would love to send an envoy to meet with you at the Imperial Union. We just need coordinates.

John MarshallSpeaker of the Armed Forces

TO:Kroando
From: The Republic of Mokastana

One of Fighters has reported what appears to be our crashed plane. WE would like permission to recover the plane to that we have a chance at giving the pilots families a good bye. The ship will be the RMS Free Trade a large cargo ship that has been fitted with cranes. We hope these cranes are strong enough to recover the plane. If not we may send a different ship.


However to the original point of our involvement in this region. We understand that you are committing genocide to these people. The Republic of Mokastana would be willing to take these people off you hands and bring them to Mokastana

Nicolas Villa
Foreign Minister

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Meanwhile back the foreign relations office Special agent Jason Franshaw was pacing, clearly every minute they wasted was another 1000 civilians dead.

"Sir the typhoons have been studying their naval patrol patterns, we may be able to sneak a commando strike force in."

"I'll keep that in mind, obviously there is no way that we can get the island free from Terran control short of war. (and its my job to prevent that)....

Message to Cripistan

If you would send an envoy to Khartoum, our Capital, we would be able to further discuss your entrance into the Imperial Union of Terra. However we believe your nations national leaders should be present, so perhaps it is best we send an envoy to you. We will be more than willing to help your nation in every way humanly possible once they join the Union.

~Ministry of Foriegn Affairs

Message to Mokastana

There is no genocide in Hexon. Please retrieve your plane as quickly as possible.

~Ministry of Foriegn Affairs

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A team of humanitarian workers from the NGO, the New Brittonian Red Crystal, wishes to inspect the rebellion area and distribute aid where necessary.

Regardless of what the Captain told him, they would simply empty the photographic equipment from the F-22 and search it for data. [So if you did take pictures, please share] "Well then... I suppose we have nothing more to discuss."

Message to Vanek Drury Brieres

An F-22 spy plane has been abducted from your nation while breaking Terran Airspace. The aircraft was given no permission to appoach the island, yet, in a blatant breach of national soviergnty, did so. If you seek the return of your pilot, we suggest begining to negotiate.

[I]~Ministry of Foreign Affairs

"I suppose not then," said Captain Wood. "What do you want to do with me?" He seemed amazingly calm despite his situation.

Diplomatic Message to Kroando-

We wish to negotiate for the return of our pilot.

Meanwhile after a long journey the 2 Orion Surveillance airplanes arrived to the designated zone.
Still far from Hexon, they could clearly get an idea of what was going on.

A lot of aircraft and ships in one small place couldn't get easily ignored.

After this basic information was gathered they made contact with the Imperial Ministry of War.

The Minister ordered an infrared satellite near Hexon to sample the suspected genocide area.


Bridge of the KGS Draconis


"Gross Admiral Koenig. this are the several reports we've manage to aquire" Hauptmann Lutjens said as he handled Koenig some files with pictures and transcriptions "There's something going on there, we are still waiting for the satellite data, What are your orders Sir ? "

Some minutes after browsing the new reports Koenig ordered to contact the Ministry of War.
He will try to contact VDB and Mokastana to get another view of the situation, maybe joining forces they could get a solution to the delicate situation in Hexon.....

General Horn's Office

"I suppose we will place you in a holding cell until the negotiations for your return conclude.", Horn spoke rather plainly, and had two guards escort the pilot to a subsurface holding cell, where he would remain untill extradited.

Message to Vanek Drury Brieres

We seek a binding document which states that the VDB will not interfere with matters regarding Hexon, the rebellion therein, or any other such Kroandan Affairs. Then your pilot will be returned.

Message to the NGO

Due to the State of Emergency on the island, the earliest we could accomidate any team of humanitarians is in six weeks time.

Hexon

As the second week passed, 84,000 Hexonians lay smoldering, or dead on the island. Their initial number of 320,000 was shrinking by the day... in a few weeks time, the entire population of the island would be erradicated.

General Horn's Office

"I suppose we will place you in a holding cell until the negotiations for your return conclude.", Horn spoke rather plainly, and had two guards escort the pilot to a subsurface holding cell, where he would remain untill extradited.

Message to Vanek Drury Brieres

We seek a binding document which states that the VDB will not interfere with matters regarding Hexon, the rebellion therein, or any other such Kroandan Affairs. Then your pilot will be returned.

Message to the NGO

Due to the State of Emergency on the island, the earliest we could accomidate any team of humanitarians is in six weeks time.

Hexon

As the second week passed, 84,000 Hexonians lay smoldering, or dead on the island. Their initial number of 320,000 was shrinking by the day... in a few weeks time, the entire population of the island would be erradicated.

Diplomatic Message to Kroando

We are contemplating your offer. However, we would like to ask you a question-why are you doing this exactly?

OOC: Does that also mean I can never RP with you again? Obviously, no, but just want clarification.

In Captain Wood's Holding Cell

Wood yawned, took a look at his watch, and decided to lay down. Hopefully they'd send some food soon.

[Of course not, I would prefer you broke the treaty and initiate some sort of small conflict. Even if you signed it and abided by it, it only means that you could not legally mess with me... but if you did this, I would be most dissapointed. I hope you do continue to RP with me.]

Message to Vanek Drury Brieres

The Hexonian Rebels are attempting to take what is rightfully human land from the Union of Terra, and establish their own... mutant state. This is unnacceptable.

~Ministry

[The Human Order, which runs my nation, despises non-humans... the Hexonians have mutated... ergo.. genocide.]

Captain Woods was to be given adequate food and water from the stored rations in the facility.

After receiving the satellite image scan:
The Darkstalker Empire tries to contact Hexon but sending an off the record coded within the official message:

To the Government of Kroando

The Imperial Dark Realms Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

We request your authorization for a humanitarian and health commission to inspect the rebelion area.
We will accept any security conditions if this could be useful to help the delicate situation in your country.

Imperial Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
Violette Engel.


Coded message:

We know that there is something going on your country, however we respect your sovereignity and we offer to evacuate the decimated rebel population without asking questions about how this situation came to this point.
If this is authorized we will retrive our Navy and will keep secret any information and activities regarding this situation.
My government won't have a official declaratio about the situation if you let us evacuate what is left of the "mutant" population.

If interested reply in the same way.

Official Message to Darkstalkers

We will have the island prepared for inspection teams in six weeks time.

~MoFA

Coded Message

What do you plan to do with the mutants? Removing them from the island will cause their death, as their bodies have mutated so as to only be able to survive on Hexon. They will die within twelve hours after departing... if you want mutant corpses, then we will agree to your request.

Message to the NGO

Due to the State of Emergency on the island, the earliest we could accomidate any team of humanitarians is in six weeks time.



OOC: I now know how hard it is in Darfur

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Six weeks is too long, is there any way that we can airdrop supplies?

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[OFFICIAL MESSAGE]
The New Brittonian Brodcasting Corporation, the NBBC, wishes to send a team of journalists to Hexon to cover the conflict.
[END OF MESSAGE]

Captain Wood looked at what they had brought him. He didn't need this type of food. "Excuse me," he said, hoping there was a microphone in his room,"Can I please talk to General Horn?"

[Of course not, I would prefer you broke the treaty and initiate some sort of small conflict. Even if you signed it and abided by it, it only means that you could not legally mess with me... but if you did this, I would be most dissapointed. I hope you do continue to RP with me.]

OOC: What I meant was in different RPs. Not in this one. Though I will continue.

ICly:

Diplomatic Message to Kroando

We accept these terms. (OOC: Only to be broken later, like you asked.)

Message to the NGO

Supplies may be airdropped to the following coordinates. [Coordinates Included] We urge you to make sure not to deviate from the listed coordinates, as doing so will put your aircraft at high risk of being fired upon, either inadvertantly by Kroandan Forces, or by the Hexonian Rebels. As far as the reporters go, we will allow three reporters to follow a Kroandan Artillery Batallion in Hexon, however anything further is simply too dangerous.

~Ministry

The coordinates given were no where near the camps, the Kroandan Military would pick up the supplies and bring them to them. The risk of allowing the NGO to see the genocide was to great. Furthermore, the reporters would simply follow around a Kroandan Artillery group, which fires roughly 40 shells a day at an enemy that they cannot see. They of course will be watched like hawks, and let no where near the camps.

Wood's Cell

Captain Hardok walked in. "What do you want? The General does not have time to tend to your every need."

[You can RP with me in any RP. And quick question... is your nation human?]

Official Message to Darkstalkers

We will be waiting the authorization for the next weeks.

~MoFA

Coded Message

We request a recon comission to study the environment and try to get a situable area for their condition during transportation as well as their relocation at our country.
This comission will only study and won't have any direct interaction with the rebels, we can use the previous research made by your government.
Our government is willing to pay yours, the time our research takes place, like the utilization of facilities.
We are willing to be under observation from your government so you can be sure we won't be doing any unauthorized activities and try to do this research in a very secret way.

[You can RP with me in any RP. And quick question... is your nation human?]

Hah! You stumbled upon my trick! No, about a quarter of my nation is vampires!!! MUHAHAHAHA!!! *going spazzy, goes on for about ten minutes*. You are the first to have figured that out in an RP!

"Um, can I have my backpack back?"

OOC: I believe his backpack has the 5 jars of "maroon liquid" which you can guess at, a BlackBerry (which you confisicated most likely) and a knife (which you also confisicated). Feel free to have Horn ask the same question.

The RMS Free Trade was approaching the Hexon island...on board were cranes and other equipment for removing the wreckage of the plane. Approximatively 50 miles out of the island 2 small submarines were dropped over the side. Both were about 30 feet long and 8 feet wide, covered in sound absorbing material and submerging quickly.

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Back in the Foreign office Special agent Jason Franshaw sent out an encrypted message


TO: VDB and The Imperial Dark Realms Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
From: Republic of Mokastana

Mokastana is ready to help these mutants form their own nation, however we will not authorize full scale military action at this time. IF we could get a message back stating your opinion then we might be able to get a coalition assisting these rebels.

To Mokastana

Imperial Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Officially our government will send a humanitarian relief commission in six weeks.
You can contact Hexon for authorization to do the same.

Imperial Minister of Foreign Affairs.
Violette Engel



Coded Message:

Off the record we are establishing terms for some kind of evacuation.
However our mission will be only for evacuation of the mutant population.
No military or political activities from our side.
We can try to work out a joint commission, but we have set as part of this that our government won't condemn Hexon or its activities if they let us save the population.

We fear that military intervention can only haste the genocide.

Message to the NGO

Supplies may be airdropped to the following coordinates. [Coordinates Included] We urge you to make sure not to deviate from the listed coordinates, as doing so will put your aircraft at high risk of being fired upon, either inadvertantly by Kroandan Forces, or by the Hexonian Rebels. As far as the reporters go, we will allow three reporters to follow a Kroandan Artillery Batallion in Hexon, however anything further is simply too dangerous.


Three Ilyushin Il-76 jets flew, carefully stating in the coordinates, the pilot of one of the jets said,
"Korondo Air Command, this is Romeo Charley niner, we are dropping off now."

The hatches of all three opened and crates full of medical supplies, field rations, and water. One man carefully checked all the parachutes, and they were pushed off.
"At this will help a little", the man said.

The pilot said to a photographer,
"Take as much pictures as you can, this will be the closest to the camps you can get."
He then put on his microphone and said,
"Air Command, Romeo Charley Niner, requesting permission to land to refuel and drop off journalist guests."

TO:Imperial Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
From: Mokastana

We asked about that and we have not heard a response...however our primary concern is getting back our plane.
If we can we will assist in AIDE


Encrypted

We know our plane was captured and they killed the pilots....this being because they were ordered to stay off the island and there last transmition back stated they were being ordered to land inland....

they claimed they shot down our plane over an army base....

so now we want revenge...

if you can assist we would appreciate that

Hexon - Artek Airfield

[I]Pssssshhhttt... "NGO Aircraft you have permission to land at Artek Airfield... 09N' 32E'...", Psssshhhtttt

On the ground was fuel, and humvees waiting to take the reporters to the front... which was shrinking... day by day. The rations dropped off by the aircraft were picked up and brought to the main military base on the island.

Encrypted Message to Darkstalkers

We assure you, there is no place on earth which will suite their specific biological needs. [The enviroment is highly unique, a mixture of sulfuric-toxic-uranium poluted air.]

Wood's Cell

"No... the water and dried pork is all you get... you leave in five days... so sit down and shut up.", the Captain grunted and slammed the door behind him.

The two submarines closed in on the shore....upon getting 100 feet off the western coast one surfaced. The top hatch opened up and 10 men got out and swam for shore...a half hour later the other did the same and ten more men got out...

This was the Jaguar elite commando force, armed with M-16s, custom sniper rifles and a few RPG rockets....there orders were tri-fold,
1: contact resistance HQ
2:assist any foreign personnel on the island
3: prepare Operation Revolutionary Fury

quickly they went inland to avoid detection

[Where are they entering from? The beach (there is only one small, 300 yard stretch of beach), or are they scaling the cliffs? Oh, and if your men aren't wearing gas masks, they'll probably be dead in a day or two.]

To Kroando
From The Darkstalkers

We want to send the commission within the next few days to establish a camp or base. We can rent the land from your government to build some humanitarian facilities.


To Mokastana

Also we can assemble the 6th Fleet with yours, just in case you know.
We can try to do something for this people if this situation gets worse and Hexon seems to be capable of striking first.

Message to The Darkstalkers

We are affraid a commission is impossible during the fighting currently taking place.

Hexon - Artek Airfield

[I]Pssssshhhttt... "NGO Aircraft you have permission to land at Artek Airfield... 09N' 32E'...", Psssshhhtttt

On the ground was fuel, and humvees waiting to take the reporters to the front... which was shrinking... day by day. The rations dropped off by the aircraft were picked up and brought to the main military base on the island.


As the airplanes were refueling, several people walked out. One of them, a man in a flight jacket with numerous patches on it said,
"Who is in charge of this base?"

Hexon - Artek Airfield

Colonel Ribitz stepped out of a large black militart humvee, his black leather trench coat covered in the toxic dust of the land. His black gas mask reflected the lights of the humvees in the area, which had their high beams on full blast, even though it was the thick of day. They were necessary due to the near zero visibility caused by the sand storms. Ribitz approached the man and gave a slight bow. "My name is Colonel Ribitz. I am in charge here."

Hexon - Artek Airfield

Colonel Ribitz stepped out of a large black militart humvee, his black leather trench coat covered in the toxic dust of the land. His black gas mask reflected the lights of the humvees in the area, which had their high beams on full blast, even though it was the thick of day. They were necessary due to the near zero visibility caused by the sand storms. Ribitz approached the man and gave a slight bow. "My name is Colonel Ribitz. I am in charge here."

Tha man said,
"I am Leon Speilmann, with the NBBC World News, may I and my crew come inside so I may conduct an interview?"

Hexon - Artek Airfield

The men were escorted to the surface portion of the base, given refreshments and then permitted to begin the interview, no cameras.

The Jaguar Elite commandos were no stranger to scaling walls, from a nation of 30% mountains and 60% jungle they were trained in this kind of insertion. however scaling in gas masks was another story entirely...from the first rock Lut. Rivera knew there was poisonous gases.

"cough cough....GAS MASKS...." he yelled to his men, Applying gas masks while trending water almost looks funny...But necessary at the same time.

About 3 hours later the team was finally up the cliffs....on the barren landscape.

Lut. Rivera pulled out a map, complete with photographs sent back by the bear a few days ago.
"we will avenge your deaths.... ok we are moving in here....first objective is to give this location to find the rebels, also we beleive a member of VDB is being held hostage on this island, if we get a GO we are to liberate him"

All the men remembered the debt they owned to VDB and hoped that this might help pay that off

"ok lets go"

[The VDB Pilot is being transferred back home in 4 days. Mok, where on the island did you land? The fighting is in the North East, near the volcano. Keep in mind, the entire island is the size of RL Rhode Island. You will probably be running into some Legionnaires shortly...]

OOC: sorry the map is hard to read...we landed on the east side a little south of mountain. btw how can 320,000 people survive on a barren rock the size of Rhode Island?
Remember these men as well as my army are guerrilla fighters, as well as void of any marking or dog tags.

IC: while their green camos stood out on the island soon their outfits became covered in dusk, helping hide them from the enemy...soon they were outside what appeared to be a major concentration camp...

"Romeo, get enemy Figures, Foxtrot, any good ambush positions?"

"what about that road sir?"

"take 5 men and set up an ambush there, only attack if you are seen or shooting breaks out."

Hexon - Artek Airfield

The men were escorted to the surface portion of the base, given refreshments and then permitted to begin the interview, no cameras.

Leon opened a briefcase, pulled out a portable tape recorder, two small lapel microphones, and another recording device, which will transmit the microphone signals to the recorder. The tape recorder was the backup device for the recording. Several of his crewmen, now not able to do their work, pulled out notepads and began to take notes. Leon than said,
"Please place the microphone on your lapel, around your neck, so we may begin."

OOC: where is Artek Airfield

OOC: We'll talk about this Terran Union later.

IC:

Encrypted Message to the Human Order
The Triumvirate Council of the Revolutionary Government of the Glorious Republic of Leafanistan

We know exactly what is happening.

We have some new weapons that need testing, how about we send in a few of these things and let them have a crack at this volcano?

[END]

Six long range transports sat on a landing pad in Algeristan. Inside contained the new weapons, straight from General Resources Conglomerate's secret design facilities.

Meanwhile another transmission arrived to the Human Order.

Ministry of External Security

We know what is happening, and we wish to help. The one thing that will keep any and all people away would be nuclear detonation. That we can adequately fake. A large enough fuel air bomb from a submarine launched missile nearby combined with a fairly large flash would create the mushroom cloud and blinding flash necessary.

The nonnuclear shockwave could be explained by the sheer mass of the volcano shielding this 'sub kiloton device' and the radiation is already obvious.

We can have a Borei class submarine within range of the island to fake this 'detonation' and your subsequent escalation within a day. Needless to say we are keeping a few submarines near your waters, this is purely for defensive reasons, never know when we will need to launch ballistic missiles to annihilate an invading fleet.

[END]

-snip-
OOC: an incerase in radioactive materials will be a telltale sign that a nuke was dropped btw, from ground I could see how that could b believed, but by now I bet many nations have spy planes in the athmosphere.

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Updated Map of Hexon

Hexon - Artek Airfield

Ribitz applied the microphone, staightened his jacket and smiled, "Shall we begin?"

[There are 2,000 Legionnaires at every camp, along with 25 ID-57's and around 100 Humvees. They survive via natural growth, mutated livestock, and imported goods.]

Near Southeastern Camp

A pair of ID-57 Decimators and four humvees rolled down the road, escorting four trucks full of civilians to the gas chambers. [Your ambush area] Due to the high amount of dust and wind, they did not see the ambushers in the area.

[Will add another post shortly.]

OOC: an incerase in radioactive materials will be a telltale sign that a nuke was dropped btw, from ground I could see how that could b believed, but by now I bet many nations have spy planes in the athmosphere.

OOC: If only I had some way to vaporize or otherwise insert significant amounts of radioactive materials into the atmosphere. OH WAIT, I'M LITERALLY BLOWING UP A CHUNK OF A RADIOACTIVE VOLCANO. Besides, this is designed to look like the rebels had created a 'sorta' nuke, like North Korea.

OOC: If only I had some way to vaporize or otherwise insert significant amounts of radioactive materials into the atmosphere. OH WAIT, I'M LITERALLY BLOWING UP A CHUNK OF A RADIOACTIVE VOLCANO. Besides, this is designed to look like the rebels had created a 'sorta' nuke, like North Korea.

OOC: A radioactive volcanoe? Is that even possible?

OOC: A radioactive volcanoe? Is that even possible?

OOC: I'm being too harsh. Regardless, the island is already highly radioactive, a fizzle device, like at North Korea wouldn't be producing that much radiation in the first place. Combined with the already inflated readings, it is arguable whether the addition of a single tiny subkiloton device, or something designed to simulate it, would even produce a significant effect and would go unnoticed on atmospheric radiation sensors.

The soil being shot into the air would already be highly radioactive.

Hexon - Artek Airfield

Ribitz applied the microphone, staightened his jacket and smiled, "Shall we begin?"


OOC: Are you asking for a war?

Leon picked up the recorder, and spoke into id
"Interview conducted by Leon Spielmann with Colonel Ribitz, Artek Airfield, Hexon, Korando."

He put the recorder down and then said,
"I will ask two types of questions. Ones about the conflict and ones about your personal views, do you understand?"

OOC: I'm being too harsh. Regardless, the island is already highly radioactive, a fizzle device, like at North Korea wouldn't be producing that much radiation in the first place. Combined with the already inflated readings, it is arguable whether the addition of a single tiny subkiloton device, or something designed to simulate it, would even produce a significant effect and would go unnoticed on atmospheric radiation sensors.

The soil being shot into the air would already be highly radioactive.

OOC: Leaf, are you insulting yourself there? The radioactive volcanoe, uranium isn't that refined naturally to do such damage, this must be one of those suspension of disbelief things that i'll have to accept.

[Half of NS RP's with Non-Human Populations... a radioactive island isn't that big of a stretch...]

Hexon - Artek Airfield

"I do Mr. Spielmann."

Encrypted Response to The Triumvirate Council

This seems acceptable. The island is highly unstable, and after the rebels have been eliminated and foriegn forces turned back, we plan to simply use it as a large air base in the pacific.

[END]

OOC: Leaf, are you insulting yourself there? The radioactive volcanoe, uranium isn't that refined naturally to do such damage, this must be one of those suspension of disbelief things that i'll have to accept.

OOC: No it is not, but it is acceptable that being a uranium mining colony, they have the ability to refine.

Besides most of the fallout products you are looking for isn't U-235 it is irradiated soil products after the bomb bursts. Which is exactly what will appear, the short term isotopes formed by neutron bombardment.

Fallout product that contains radioactive isotopes from the fission material is about 60g per kiloton of yield. Most of that stuff decays pretty quickly.

Now a poorly built fission device, lets say hastily made by rebels, will only 'fizzle' which is only a small amount will actually go critical. That means it will be highly contaminated, with U-238 which this island is covered in. That stuff will be suspended in the air after my bomb goes off.

The soil and atmospheric products of fallout, created by neutron capture, will also be suspended in the air, as they are already exposed and probably captured neutrons.

If anything this ruse won't last under close examination. But with Kroando securing the airspace, your planes will have to catch the tail end what is supposed to be a very small blast with limited fallout at extreme ranges. Testimony from soldiers on the ground will convince people.

Encrypted Response to The Triumvirate Council

This seems acceptable. The island is highly unstable, and after the rebels have been eliminated and foriegn forces turned back, we plan to simply use it as a large air base in the pacific.

[END]

Encrypted Response

Understood, this is now Operation Viceroy and its activation is imminent. I suggest pulling away from the mountain while we detonate this under 'suspicion of a rebel counterattack.'

We may do this at night to help the effect. We have been informed that the magnesium and phosphorous flashbang we are using in combination with the fuel air explosive is very convincing.

In the meantime, 6 large transport planes are ready to reach bases within 24 hours, where do you want them?

[END]

OOC: Just tell me in fluid time when to set Operation Viceroy off.

Hexon - Mt. Bensada

"WHAT?! I can't hear you sir! You're going to have to... you want us to what?! But General, we've got them right here sir! I swear, two days and we'll be up the damn mountain! General Horn- ok sir... yes sir... I understand sir. I will radio to confirm our withdraw...", Colonel Helgor slammed the field phone onto the reciever in disgust, rage clearly seeping out of his eyes. "Those fuckin' politicians interfering in my damn war... Lieutenant, radio the forward units... pull them back... then tell increase the artillery barrage 130% as they fall back. I want our entire regiment at the clear zone in four hours." The withdraw had begun, the combat zone was being cleared, and the Leafanistani attack was a go.

Meanwhile, trucks of civilians were dumped off and released to join the rebels... over 2,000 men and women fled to join their hero's on Mt. Bensada.

Encrypted Message to the Trimunitive

Ft. Velspar is best suited to host the transport planes. Operation Viceroy is cleared, and we await your attack.

[END]

(Ready when you are.)

[35th Ultra-Long Range Reconnaissance Group]

The Human Order had stood to long with it's corrupt ideals and rampant idiocy [and as internet speakers would say 'faggotry'] with no opposition, the time had come for the free nations of the world to make a stand, No Endorse, Velkya and The Silver Sky would start here and now.

Twenty-Four Type 1000 (http://doc-evilonavich.deviantart.com/art/Type-1000-28529770) 'Strategic Nuclear Ramjet Propelled Bombers' screamed towards the island at Mach 3.4 from 600km out.

Captain Morgan, commander of the 35th Ultra-Long Range Recon Group [a haphazard group made of Type 1000s fitted with recon equippment] watched on his GPS screen as the blips representing his planes edged ever closer to the island of Hexon.

"All planes, intiated data link with No Endorsian and Velkyan Assests. Initiate scan at the 250km mark, we're gonna go 68,000ft at 220km out, single file, alternate between recon and defensive planes, we'll make two orbits, fly over the center of the island and continue the orbits until ordered to break off. Engage only when shot at. "

Each of the twelve recon Type 1000s was equipped with high resolution long range [500km] Daylight/IR cameras, LADAR search and track, as well as a large AWACs grade AESA 3D search and track RADAR system. The twelve escorting Type 1000s were equipped with medium range AAMs in the defense bay, rear defense turret with short range AAMs and a single 'Red Dawn' 15 MW Anti-Missile Chemical Laser mounted in the bomb bay letting it simply zap missiles and blind pilots.

Radio Communication With the 35th Ultra-Long Range Reconnaissance Group - 350 Miles Off Island

Psssshhhhhtttt... "You are entering Restricted Kroandan Military Airspace... turn back or risk being fired upon..." Long before the Skyians ever took off, LACI Missile Systems had been deployed along the northern coast, supported by SDCI Missile Systems, CIWS Guns and all other manner of defenses. Dug in and hidden, their IR signature would be near invisible due to the natural heat of the island, radar and ladar would also prove useless in a pre-emptive strike on these perimeter defenses, as they were dug in and hidden so as to appear as nothing other than dirt.

Very close to the edge of Hexon

A single Red Tidean built stealthed cruise missile burst out of the water. It went up the mountain, its ramjet creating an odd shriek that echoed off the side of the mountain like a banshee. It sounded like a rocket, and the men on the ground looked up, and then a bright flash, and silence.

The flash was to cover up the dispersal of the fuel air mixture and its subsequent ignition.

A massive roar filled the air, a heat wave washed over the mountain, its massive pressure and heat crushed men down to the ground and set them aflame. A landslide was triggered as the burnt ground gave way, sending a massive plume of volcanic dust, which provided the perfect backdrop to the crowning achievement.

A singular mushroom cloud arose from the mountainside, its roar easily apparent over the artillery. Its plume filled with vaporized radioactive sand, joining the plume formed by the landslide.

Then it started, a black rain, clouds seeded by the radioactive ash thrown into the air began to pelt people, the superheated particles would burn bare flesh, and singe clothing.

A satellite watching the ordeal recorded everything, and defense professionals at command realized that everything was working perfectly.

Their RADAR couldn't find the cruise missile against the mountainside, its stealth and ground hugging measures would make it at most seem like a rocket fired from the other side of the mountain. The flash and the subsequent mushroom cloud were perfect. A good day's work.

Meanwhile the transport planes found themselves delayed. Ironically, a radioisotopic generator had come loose irradiating the planes and making it unsafe. Since it was Algeristan, it could take several days for other planes to arrive. The rebels had a reprieve.

A pair of ID-57 Decimators and four humvees rolled down the road, escorting four trucks full of civilians to the gas chambers. [Your ambush area] Due to the high amount of dust and wind, they did not see the ambushers in the area.



As the patrol moved into the ambush area a white light flashed from behind the moutains,

"shit is that a nuke" Lut. Rivera Choked on the idea, then realizing the opportunity it made...(into the radio)...attack that convoy!!!"


Four RPG's flew aimed at the two ID-57 Decimators (2 apiece)while flash bangs landed in front of the lead hummer. AP .223 rounds Flew, while a clamor exploded next to an escort.....

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Meanwhile Jason Franshaw caught part of the message of the bombers moving in from the north,

"shit someone is attacking....lets help them...do we know where there AA is??"

" no sir"

" ok then blackout the island"

"sir?"

"order the typhoons to launch their EMP missiles and then get the hell outta there"


The 4 Typhoons launched their IRBM's at the island, their purpose was to create 12 NNEMP (non-nuclear EMP's) burst that would overlape the island twince in an attempt to eliminate the communication and electronic defenses before the bombers got within range of either the NNEMP burst or the AAs

OOC: No it is not, but it is acceptable that being a uranium mining colony, they have the ability to refine.

Besides most of the fallout products you are looking for isn't U-235 it is irradiated soil products after the bomb bursts. Which is exactly what will appear, the short term isotopes formed by neutron bombardment.

Fallout product that contains radioactive isotopes from the fission material is about 60g per kiloton of yield. Most of that stuff decays pretty quickly.

Now a poorly built fission device, lets say hastily made by rebels, will only 'fizzle' which is only a small amount will actually go critical. That means it will be highly contaminated, with U-238 which this island is covered in. That stuff will be suspended in the air after my bomb goes off.

The soil and atmospheric products of fallout, created by neutron capture, will also be suspended in the air, as they are already exposed and probably captured neutrons.

If anything this ruse won't last under close examination. But with Kroando securing the airspace, your planes will have to catch the tail end what is supposed to be a very small blast with limited fallout at extreme ranges. Testimony from soldiers on the ground will convince people.



OOC: So is this supposed to fake a volcanic explosion because volcanoes usually tremble before the eruption. Is this supposed to kille eeryone, because I have a journalist there.

Three more Red Crystal jets began dropping off crates of supplies for the civilian population.
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"Colonel, what is your purpose here, on this island?"

OOC: Did you mean 4 RL days, or NS?

[NS Days, you have your pilot back by now. And no, the volcano does not kill everyone... just the immidiate area.]

Artek Air Base

"To quell the Hexonian Insurrection which now threatens Kroandan control of the island.", Ribitz said in a very matter-of-fact tone.

Ambush Zone

As the four rockets slammed into the sides of the ID-57 Decimators (http://z14.invisionfree.com/Kroando_Tech_Inc/index.php?showtopic=1&st=0#entry398994), an uninformed onlooker would think the Kroandan's finished. However the armor of this tank made that of the M1A2 Abram look like plastic, and the two rockets to each of the two tanks did little more than blacken the armor and create a nice dent in the side. The flash bang did a nice job at blinding the .50 Cal gunner and the two men in the front seats, however as they grabbed their heads, their vision slowly returned. The claymore blasted the side of one of the four humvees, killing the gunner and wounding two of the four men inside.

However now the element of suprise had gone, and the battle had begun. The two ID-57's turned their dual-linked 30mm Gatling Guns towards the ambushers, whom they had targeted with their IR Vision, and opened up, spewing hundreds upon thousands of bullets into their positions. The humvees then began to pour out, twelve of the original sixteen exited, using their humvees as cover, and returned fire into the ambushers positions. Armed with C1 Assault Rifles, they outgunned their enemies, and alternated between firing frag grenades and standard munitions quite frequently. The two .50 Cal gunners sprayed the area much as the gatling guns did... expecting that nothing could live through the fire they were unleashing.

Hexon

There were nine military satellites watching Hexon at any point in the day, sometimes as many as sixteen. These satellites simply had one job... watch everything. So if two submarines fired to IRBM's, while sitting right off the cost of the island, these satellites would pick it up in a heartbeat. And literally a milisecond after they picked it up, they would cross reference it to their data log, and check to see if there should be a IRBM there. As there was not supposed to be one, they immidiately switched to defensive mechanisms, and proceeded to shoot down the missiles. One of the many military satellites in the sky fired... sixteen LACI Interceptor Missiles (Space Fire Varient) at the ascending IRBM's. The LACI's worked perfectly, knocking out the enemy ballistic missiles as they reached their peak, creating a rather large EMP wave... just in the upper atmosphere rather than on the island... [even if I only hit one, that ones EMP would knock out the others... so...]

However know there was the issue of who and what shot those missiles. A nearby naval patrol (eight miles off), picked up the IRBM's firing while they were still underwater, the massive SONAR signal created by such an operation being immpossible to miss. Four submarines, all now leaving the area very quickly. It could not have been easier for the patrol to find and lock onto the subs. The patrol consisted of two Arleigh Burke-class destroyers and a Negotiator Class Cruiser, all of which had locked the subs and relayed the coordinates to central command. Before even waiting for orders, each of the vessels fired three Mark 46 torpedos at the submarines, nine in total at the four subs. Seconds later sub-detecting satellites were scanning the area, watching the subs.

"Excuse me, sir," said an aide. "Captain Wood has been found."

"Excellent," said Thomas Vanek. "Where?"

"Washed up on Tiod beach. Almost at death."

"Oh no! Send a team out there with blood to revive him."

Tiod Beach

A body was in the tide. Captain Wood. He was immediately given blood and was revived. "Take me to the Princes," he said, very very weakly. "I have a report to give."

Back at the Princes

OOC: My country is ruled by four Princes, Thomas Vanek, Chris Drury, Daniel Briere, and Ryan Getzlaf. They are pretty much holy.

IC:

"I got a couple of shots at the island," said the captain, shaking. He was freezing. "But they were confiscated by the Kroandoans. But, I saw....."

"What?" asked Daniel Briere, pressing forward.

"Bodies. Weird bodies. Like a human except, except....... I don't know. It looked like a mass killing. And.. concentration camps."

"WHAT!" screamed Chris Drury.

"Yessss..... I heard in my briefing that there was a colony on Hexon... it seems like the colony's people have... changed..... And Kroando is going to kill them...."

Diplomatic Message to Kroando

We have reason to believe that you are carrying out mass cleansing operations-genocide. We wish for you to stop this at once.

To All Nations in the World Except Kroando

We have received reports from our Captain Woods, who was captured and returned by the Kroandoans, have been carrying out a version of the Holocaust which occured in World War 2, on people who don't seem to be human. Yet, they were once Kroandoans. On Hexon, Kroando had a colony. It seems like the people in the colony are being killed by the government. Genocide. We need your help to stop this mess.

The VDB.

To. Vanek Drury Brieres

The document your government has signed agreeing to remain out of all affairs related to Hexon has been violated. Reparations are immanent.

OOC: If the island is hot enough to prevent the detection of defensive positions how can they detect the ambushers...especially if hot radioactive stuff is falling everywhere


IC: the rocks the JEC commandos hid behind were not stopping the .50 caliber rounds, however they had one more trick, 5 clamors were positioned under the convoy, while the four men were being killed the fifth in the ambush team detonated them underneath the soldiers, hummers and one underneath a ID-57 Decimator....

"shit" Lut. Rivera cursed under his breath, not only was that ambush poorly put together but it now gave away that they were here. They were hold up south east of the concentration camp and now realized they were no better off then the rebels, (what to do now)

"prepare a kill zone, remember that vehicle...and for the love of god get us ready to pull back"

To Mokastana

After we saw in the last days and the satellite thermal image we decided to give support and join forces.

The 6th Fleet and the JVD 44 Airforce will be sent near the area.

If you need air support don't hesitate to ask for it.

[The island itself is not that hot, however there are scores of high-heat steam vents around it, which would come up on any large scale IR sensor. That and the defensive positions are dug in an covered, significantly lowering their IR Signature. But if that doesn't work... we'll just say the ID-57s were like, 'Hey, those guys over there are shooting at us...' BTW, how many men do you have total?]

Hexon - Ambush Zone

The claymores worked beautifully, sending hundreds of steel balls at insane speeds into all directions, hitting the legs of ten of the sixteen men, sending them to the ground in pain. Though their wounds were not in most cases deadly, it would put them out of the fight. The claymores did little to the humvees, being anti-personel weapons, other than cause superficial damage to the exterior. The claymore under the ID-57 simply shot a bunch of little metal balls into a tank. Not being an Anti-Tank weapon, it really did not do much to the armor.

The fight ensued as the ID-57's and six or seven men continued to pour round into the rocks, lobbing grenades to dislodge them from their defensive positions. One of the working humvees sped off, moving to flank the enemy ambushers, trying to get behind them where their cover was useless, the .50 cal blasting all the way.

Pssssshhhhttttt... "Target in site... all units maintain your positions..."

A single Apache AH-64 Assault Helicopter flew into the area, and using the coordinates provided by the units on the ground, unleashed a volley of Hydra 70 30mm Rockets unto the area, about 25 fragmentation rockets in all, the area inhabited by the ambushers was now covered in explosions.

OOC: ok that works...and fuck i forgot about that...im going to blame the guy in charge of the ambush....btw it was five guys, four fired RPGs and then fired their M16s while the 5th was in charge of explosives... does the decimator have treads or tires... because that is what they were aiming for with the RPGs...

IC: the one remaining soldier ran off into the rocks, upon seeing the apache the demolitions expert aimed his only Stinger missile and fired...he knew he was finished, but how many could he take with him...

Sasha let out a sigh.
"Another message?" The messenger nodded slightly.
"Yes, Director. From a....Vanek Drury Brieres? Your aide is attending a conference with one of their vampire Princes." Sasha then perked up slightly at the mention of the word 'vampire', then rolled his eyes. It was a rhetorical question.
"Read it out."
"Uh, I think you should read this personally, Director-" Sasha tore the datapad from his hands before he could even finish. Skimming it, his eyes' suddenly flared in anger. The unfortunate messenger flinched.
"Director?"
"Get me the Myrimidont Master. RIGHT NOW."

OFFICIAL TRANSMISSION FROM THE BAIKOV CORPORATION

To the superior nation of the VDB. I am Alexander Baikov, Artificial Offspring of Vasily Baikov, Director of the Baikov Corporation of New Eden. However, there is no time for pleasantries. Upon hearing this despicable news of genocide, the worst of Man's evils, I was shocked. If this Kroando sees it fit to slaughter sentitent beings because they look different, will such races as you and I be next? Therefore, I pledge full political and military support. Our forces are unfortunately smaller than both yourselves and the facists, but I hope we may be of assistance.

Tidings and blessings in this dark time,
Alexander Baikov
Director
Baikov Corporation
New Eden

To the VDB

The Imperial Ministry of War

We offer our support for this situation.
As you may know our 6th Hohe Seeflotte (High Seas Fleet ) under the command of Gross Admiral Koenig is near Hexon, still in international waters.

The Jagdverbande 44 Fighter Unit, 6th Fallschirm-Jäger-Division (Paratrooper), 24th Fallschirm-Jäger-Division Spezielle Kräfte (Special Forces ) and Seeaufklärungsgruppen 32th (Sea Reconnaissance Group ) had been mobilized to our base in Fanelia.

Also the 2th Hohe Seeflotte under Gross Admiral Viktor Madrigal orders is travelling towards the conflict zone.

We will be expecting your answer.

We hope we can coordinate an effective coordinated action.

Hexon - Ambush Area

Stinger Missiles are a very effective counter to low flying aircraft, helicopters in particular. However the typical casualty inflicted upon a helicopter by a stinger missile comes when the helicopter is not expecting an attack. The stinger crew is supposed to be lying in wait for an unsuspecting chopper, set up in a perfect position, with clear blue skies and a noisy big helicopter moving in at a perpendicular angle at just the right speed. In war, that is how stinger crews get their kills. Very rarely does a single man pick up a stinger missile launcher, point it into a sandstorm, and hope to hit an Apache coming in at attack speeds, with rockets coming at him.

The Apache AH-64's early warning system picked up the stinger immidiately, and began firing off flares to send the missile off course. As the missile came in however, it seemed as if a hit would occur, but a last minute manuver alowed the missile to clip the wing, damaging it but leaving it operable.

"Apache J-06 returning to base for refueling and repairs..."

Infantry then swarmed the area, looking for survivors... if they were found, they were shot, as it was expected these were Hexonian Mutants, not foriegn Special Ops.

[Oh, and what happened to my torpedo strike on your submarines?]

[NS Days, you have your pilot back by now. And no, the volcano does not kill everyone... just the immidiate area.]

Artek Air Base

"To quell the Hexonian Insurrection which now threatens Kroandan control of the island.", Ribitz said in a very matter-of-fact tone.


"The Hexonese insurgency, so we may show it from Korando's point of view, what is your government's interpretation of the insurgency?"

Ingram sat at his desk, in a nicely fashioned tuxedo. In front of him stood the building's messenger, Tom Hogart "Mr. Hasley, our Guard Rail 9 system reports that the Government of Kroando has been gassing civilians" he said, as Ingram was looking though Guard rail 9 photos "Do we authorization from the President?" asked Ingram "yes sir, he has given us a green light" replied Hogart "Good, mobilize three Airborne Divisions and a team of Ghosts. Notify the other Generals to mobilize" he said "Yes sir"

The Triumvirate Council of the Revolutionary Government of the Glorious Republic of Leafanistan

25 Employees at the Ministry of the External Security have been fired. I'm taking personal charge of this event.

You are aware about 75% of Leafanistan's citizens are transhuman. These people are transhuman, worthy of life, like anyone else.

Homo Sapiens Leafanistani

[END]

LNNC 2 'Nightly News'

"Surprise in the Leafanistani Political Scene as 25 major officials at the Ministry of External Security have been fired by a unanimous vote by the Triumvirate Council including the Minister of External Security, a Wasserman, Mr. Daniel Dansk."

"The Officials had no comment as they were escorted out of the Ministry of External Security's headquarters on 211 Memorial Avenue in the capital city of Concord."

"The Triumvirate Council has no news today about the firings, but major analysts believe it has to do with the Human Order's recently 'police actions' in on Hexon, a polluted island in the Pacific Ocean. The Leafanistani government has recently been in a war of words over the 'Holy Empire of Man' as one official who didn't want to be named called the Union of Terrans. It is believe this is over the transhuman state of many Leafanistani citizens and voluntary splicing."

[35th Ultra-Long Range Reconnaissance Group]

Captain Morgan smilied as the transmission came through, he waited a few seconds to send his response.

"Attention Military Forces on the island, the Armed Capitalist Republic does not recognize territorial waters and air space farther out then 200km. At the time of this transmission we are 250km from your island, international airspace."

The Type 1000s began the first of their two orbits. "Captain, cruise missile closing on the island, impact in 5... 4... 3... 2... 1..." The Leafanistani cruise missile explode over the side of the mountan in a fantastic fashion and heatwave before the glow revealed a mushroom cloud.

"Report in now, was that nuclear weapon?" Asked the Captain.

"Negative Captain, recordings show zero EMP effect, probably testing weapons."

[35th Ultra-Long Range Reconnaissance Group]

Captain Morgan smilied as the transmission came through, he waited a few seconds to send his response.

"Attention Military Forces on the island, the Armed Capitalist Republic does not recognize territorial waters and air space farther out then 200km. At the time of this transmission we are 250km from your island, international airspace."

The Type 1000s began the first of their two orbits. "Captain, cruise missile closing on the island, impact in 5... 4... 3... 2... 1..." The Leafanistani cruise missile explode over the side of the mountan in a fantastic fashion and heatwave before the glow revealed a mushroom cloud.

"Report in now, was that nuclear weapon?" Asked the Captain.

"Negative Captain, recordings show zero EMP effect, probably testing weapons."

OOC: I dispute this as your planes somehow magically came within range to detect a stealthed cruise missile in a ground hugging pattern. It was close enough to hide itself in the mountain's RADAR signature. RADAR has trouble distinguishing that close to the ground, and always has.

Thermal readings are also hidden by the fact that the volcano is already hot on its own.

The AEGIS system only has a range of about 100 nautical miles, around 185 kilometers, you are already stretching the range of your ability to see things clearly with RADAR or IR for that matter, and with all the radioactive haze around the island from the volcano, LIDAR/LADAR would be heavily scattered.

OOC: At this close range the plume of the rocket igniting after exiting the water would be detectable much like an ICBM plume would, radar would pick it up immediately, and you under estimate radar, it's usually GROUND based radar that has trouble with ground clutter, the YF-12 could track a target from it's max altitude at a height of about 500ft and hit it with a missile.

Considering the size and sheer power of radar you could fit onto a Type 1000 and using of a multi-static radar sets it's perfectly capable of detecting a missile.

A Mountain isn't gonna be as hot as a missile exhaust, especially with a ramjet engine.

OOC: At this close range the plume of the rocket igniting after exiting the water would be detectable much like an ICBM plume would, radar would pick it up immediately, and you under estimate radar, it's usually GROUND based radar that has trouble with ground clutter, the YF-12 could track a target from it's max altitude at a height of about 500ft and hit it with a missile.

Considering the size and sheer power of radar you could fit onto a Type 1000 and using of a multi-static radar sets it's perfectly capable of detecting a missile.

A Mountain isn't gonna be as hot as a missile exhaust, especially with a ramjet engine.

OOC: I never launched an ICBM. I launched a stealthed cruise missile which would be firing its solid rocket booster for a short amount of time. It only needs that booster to get up to speed for its ramjet engine. Hardly an ICBM sized plume.

Besides, the missile is firing very close to the shoreline, it wouldn't be that clear what it is. At range the resolution from your RADAR would be poor. It could be a rocket from a boat, a submarine launched missile, or even a ground based missile.

To. Vanek Drury Brieres

The document your government has signed agreeing to remain out of all affairs related to Hexon has been violated. Reparations are immanent.

Message to Kroando:

How has the document we signed been violated?

OOC: I didn't send it to you, you know.

So, what's happened?

[@Silver Sky. If you could inform me when your aircraft break the 200km zone, that would be good.

@VDB. I would not have let your pilot go without a signed document.]

Artek Air Base

"The mutants on the island attacked and killed a group of scientists, non-mutant mind you, at their labratory near Ft. Davis. Twenty some odd men and women were slaughtered by the 'Hexonian Independence Movement', an organization which despise humans and seeks independence from Kroando. Their bodies were crucified and posted around the island. Ft. Davis itself was even attacked, though not seriously. Upon our arrival we met a rebellious population, and we must now control it."

OOC: the submarines are spread out over a 60 mile area....so shooting them all at once would be difficult, and actually because they are Non nuclear EMP taking out one would actually prevent it from exploding by damaging the electronic system required to detonate

IC:

"SHIT" yelled the captain of one ill fated typhoon,

"evasive maneuvers" but the typhoon was big and had difficulty moving
"sir first torpedo, closing in, 1000 meters 900...800...700..............200"
"blow all tanks" the sub had an emergency dive and avoided the first torpedeo...the second and third sunk it into the ocean
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the lone soldier left from the ambush hid in a rock formation and upon seeing the troops walk up looking began to snipe them off... aiming for the neck or face when he saw them...
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Lut. Rivera had prepared the kill zone, based off the easiest way up the mountain.....

"romeo one one five....return to the extraction zone ASAP"

then two of his remaining men decided to start picking off guards in the death camp....preferably ones near the prisoners

Ambush Zone

Some how this man had lived through two tanks, a rocket strike from an Apache, three squads of Legionnaires and four humvees. The first sniper round knocked off a man, and the others covered the area in lead. Enough was enough. The precise coordinates of the mans position were relayed to the nearest artillery battery. A C-24 Big Gun, all 240mm of it, took aim... and dumped a 300lb high explosive shell right on his location.

Camp Darnesh

"SNIPER!", was the call as the first two sentries hit the ground, dead. The Legionnaires dove into the dirt, hiding. However before long, the civilians were storming the fences. Hundreds of them ran for the barbed wire, chain linked fences, pushing at them, hacking at them, tearing at them with whatever they had. The fences would not hold. The Legionnaires called out for them to stop, to go back to their barracks, but they were ignored. Freedom was at hand as the two Legionnaires guarding the North East gate lay dead. The fences were bending, about to fall, freedom was at hand!

And then came the sound. The deadly ringing of 30mm Gatling Guns unique to the ID-57 Decimator. The tank rolled around a line of empty barracks, and poured thousands upon thousands of rounds into the ground, cutting through them like butter. Blood covered the ground as the mob was massacred, cut down into nothing but a heap of flesh and blood. Their yells and screams were short lived, as all 340 were dead within thirty seconds. The tank then rolled forward, crushing the bodies of the dead under it's treads... the twin 30mm Gatling Guns turned, directed at the areas reported to be housing the snipers... and again came the ringing of the guns...

[I forgot to respond to your last point about firing at the treads. The ID-57 is equipped with side skirts, composite metal plates which cover the treads... so your RPG's would hit and damage the skirts, but the treads themselves would remain intact.]

The snipers moved position and prepared to fired again

Upon seeing the decimator murder these people Lut. Rivera knew what he needed to do...

"Darkstalkers, I need an air strike on those decimators in camp Darnesh, we need to avenge those peoples deaths..."

---------The lone man back at the camps noticed the men were just hiding, taking advantage of the situation he ran out of his cove and jumped behind another rock....the explosion shook the ground and left a crater where he used to be....

he was alive...but barely aware...using the last of his streath he fired full auto unto the troops charging him

Ambush Zone

The men did not charge, that would be foolish. They remained hidden behind the humvees, firing pot shots every few seconds. The full auto fire was for the most part, absorbed the the humvees. The ID-57's continued firing their 30mm Gatling Guns directly at this man. Four 30mm Gatling Guns, four .50 cal machine guns, and now a 240mm Artillery Piece... which took in new coordinates and fired again.

Camp Darnesh

The ID-57 adjusted it's guns and continued firing... now humvees were swarming the area, firing their .50 cals into the direction of the snipers. [If you send an airstrike, I'm going to encounter it before it ever reaches the island.]

Two dozen C-130 transports filled with infantry, tanks and supplies took of from New Caz'e City, a city of the sea. The troops inside were Marines and Airborne, the best the Imperial Democracy had to offer, and their wrath was set lose upon the Genocidal Government of Kroando

12 midnight, Over Hexon

The loud sound of Metallica played loudly through the speakers, as the Marines said prayers, loaded their weapons and organized battle plans. Then they jumped, as the hundreds of parachutes opened up and drifted to the ground

"viva la revolucion!!!

he yelled as his luck finally ran out


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"paratroopers....thank god" Rivera sighed in relief, then he thought for a second...they are going to suffer a lot of casualties landing on the terrain"

the snipers fired from another location...this time on the gunners...then moved before the guns could be brought down on them

OOC: You totally missed my question right there.

As the troops landed, they set up a command post, guarded by machine guns and rocket launchers...

Hexon

"Sir... we've got roughly twenty four major aircraft moving right at us...", the NCO shouted through his headset, not sure what to do. The Lieutenant in charge walked over. "Enough of this shit. We're not radioing in for permission...", the Lieutenant had seen roughly twenty breaches of Hexonian Airspace in the last few weeks. The Officer picked up a phone and began speaking... "7th Anti-Airborn Missile Battery... we are relaying target information... knock those fuckers out of the sky."

And with that the LACI Missile Systems were moving. Each pod holding three massive missiles, with a range exceeding 500miles, was manually turned to face the C-130's approaching the island. With more RADAR, LADAR and IR covering the island and it's surroundings than any place on earth, these C-130's were locked and targeted in under a second. And the moment the C-130's broke the 200km airspace boundry, the missiles were flying. Four Los Angeles Class Interceptor Missiles were fired at each C-130. More than enough to destroy the hulking aircraft. These massive transports had no means of evading the missiles, their chaff and flares would do little due to the fact that there was simply too much RADAR-LADAR-IR focused on them... even if a missile or two were thrown off... the others would do the job... and it's not like they could dodge the missiles. There was no way the Cazelian C-130's would get anywhere near the island.

[You never landed... I would not have let you.

@NB. I did my best?]

OOC: for a colony this island is overly defended...

[But for the location of a hidden genocide, it's just right.]

"we need a way to destroy those ID-57's" Rivera sat behind the rocks...his snipers were harrassing the camp...but they didn't even know if any civilians left..."ok men, pull back...we need to be at the extraction point"

Hexon

"Sir... we've got roughly twenty four major aircraft moving right at us...", the NCO shouted through his headset, not sure what to do. The Lieutenant in charge walked over. "Enough of this shit. We're not radioing in for permission...", the Lieutenant had seen roughly twenty breaches of Hexonian Airspace in the last few weeks. The Officer picked up a phone and began speaking... "7th Anti-Airborn Missile Battery... we are relaying target information... knock those fuckers out of the sky."

And with that the LACI Missile Systems were moving. Each pod holding three massive missiles, with a range exceeding 500miles, was manually turned to face the C-130's approaching the island. With more RADAR, LADAR and IR covering the island and it's surroundings than any place on earth, these C-130's were locked and targeted in under a second. And the moment the C-130's broke the 200km airspace boundry, the missiles were flying. Four Los Angeles Class Interceptor Missiles were fired at each C-130. More than enough to destroy the hulking aircraft. These massive transports had no means of evading the missiles, their chaff and flares would do little due to the fact that there was simply too much RADAR-LADAR-IR focused on them... even if a missile or two were thrown off... the others would do the job... and it's not like they could dodge the missiles. There was no way the Cazelian C-130's would get anywhere near the island.

[You never landed... I would not have let you.

@NB. I did my best?]

There was always a margin for error, as four of the 24 aircraft survived, each one roughly carrying 50 men plus supplies. The men managed to bail from the aircraft, along with the crew...

OOC: are the two copies necessary...i dont care...

IC: 3 JEC soldiers fired RPGs into the camp against the the guard towers and groups of soldiers...then ran to the extraction point, where Lut. Rivera and the rest were already climbing down the moutain

[Fine, I like land combat anyways...]

Hexon - Cazelian Bailout Zone

Some how four of the C-130's had made it over the island before they were brought down by the SDCI Missile Systems... and now there were roughly 200 Cazelian Soldiers on Hexon. The moment the aircraft seemed as if they would survive, Kroandan Forces were repositioning themselves to encounter the threat of infantry on the island.

The area the Cazelians had landed in was quickly surrounded, as G-24 Strikers, Puma IFV's, ID-57 Decimators and humvees swarmed around. Over 1,600 Legionnaires were let out around the men, keeping a loose perimeter so as to stay out of the range of their small arms. However that did not mean they would stay quiet. The 45 odd G-24 Strikers fired roughly 90 AvK-2 SteelFire Missiles into troop concentrations (picked up by satellite imagery). They were accompanied by the ID-57 Decimators, twelve in all, which sprayed the area with 30mm Gatling Fire from a safe distance (1.5km's) away. But the infantry did the brunt of the work, deploying 120mm Mortars which rained down chaos on the unorganized defenders.

However all of this was simply procedure. The real fire would come from the C-24 Big Guns located over 30 miles away. An entire battery of them now had a target, twelve 240mm guns began dumping two shells a minute each on the location of the Cazelians, twenty four 300lb high explosive shells landing every minute on the 200 Cazelians...

Camp Darnesh

The RPG's fired at the camp were fired from a long ways off (if not you'd be dead), and were thus further innacurate. Two rockets exploded on the ground, the third hit a civilian barracks and killed six Hexonian mutants.

Those three troops retreating saw a few infantry firing mortars, relizing those paratroopers were being slaughtered they opened fire, sniping the men off quickly and moving on

OOC: they were close enough to get a rough idea of the crash zone, these guys are trained commandoes, they know how off there RPG's would be

[They are like... 80 miles away.]

[@Silver Sky. If you could inform me when your aircraft break the 200km zone, that would be good.

@VDB. I would not have let your pilot go without a signed document.]

Artek Air Base

"The mutants on the island attacked and killed a group of scientists, non-mutant mind you, at their labratory near Ft. Davis. Twenty some odd men and women were slaughtered by the 'Hexonian Independence Movement', an organization which despise humans and seeks independence from Kroando. Their bodies were crucified and posted around the island. Ft. Davis itself was even attacked, though not seriously. Upon our arrival we met a rebellious population, and we must now control it."

OOC: I didn't see this, sorry.
"Has the government of Korando exhausted all diplomatic options between the rebel group and the citizenry of Hexon, before resorting to an all out war?"

Artek Air Base

"I do not know what measures the government took before we were deployed, however I can personally testify that General Horn publically addressed the people via telecast, asking them to remain indoors and stay calm untill the rebels were supressed... and the response...", Ribitz chuckled... "Well... you get the idea."

The Free Trade was returning to the other side of the island after a painstaking pull on the plane for 6 hours. now it was heading home...


Lut. Rivera and his team were back in the subs heading to rendezvous with the Free Trade

Hexonian Waters - T.S.S. Bender

"Sir, we've got something on radar... it seems to be a surfaced submarine of some sort...", the NCO reported to the Captain, whom in turn checked the shipping schedule, and quickly realised... that was not a Kroandan sub. And then came the Harpoon Anti-Shipping Missiles, six fired at the surfaced Typhoon Submarine. [This occurs while your sub surfaced to pick up your spec. ops. men.]

OOC: its not a typhoon picking them up, those were either destroyed or went as low as they could go to avoid detection...these are the small subs that were thrown off the side...that and they surfaced close to the cliff, to stay out of radar detection. aka pretending to be a rock

[K then, ignore my post.]

" We've got request from Mokastana, but the Island is well defended
We've seen what the airstrikes do" Captain Lutjens said to Admiral Koenig" But maybe after the shelling some defenses may get damage and we can get in"

" I see if we got the chance, lets take it Maybe a thisdiversion can be useful for those trapped inside"

Get the Ships in position, Battlestations, This is not a drill " Admiral Koenig ordered." We can't wait until the fleet arrive. We must act now "

"Begin the Shelling"


To Mokastana

"We are beginning a diversion attack. Be ready. Over if its succesful will try our airstrike"
Over


The 2 Battleships as well as the Cruisers got in line aiming their batteries towards the Island.
They hope the saturation attack to make a crack on the island defensive system.

5 minutes later the sky flashed as all the guns fired towards Hexon Island.

TO:The Darkstalkers
From: Mokastana



The current faction in charge of Mokastana, has announced that they are willing to commit troops as soon as the civil war is over. Shell them all you like, we will deploy once our president surrenders. Give 'em hell

[@Dark. My response will begin while your forces are still 200km's out, I would not let you enter my national waters untouched... so my attack will begin well before you are within range of my shores.]

Hexon

The coastal Anti-Shipping Missile Batteries buzzed with action, as men scurried around adjusting and preparing the A9/00 Valour Anti-Shipping Missiles (http://z14.invisionfree.com/Kroando_Tech_Inc/index.php?showtopic=22) for use. The Darkstalker fleet would be sunk long before it ever posed a threat to the Kroandans... and thus, the strike would begin.

Over fourty five Valour Missile Launchers had locked onto the approaching enemy ships, both the battleships and cruisers. As they came within 175km's... bam. The missiles were fired, 45 Anti-Shipping Missiles blasted off, firing right at the enemy ships... however this was not it, as six Halcon Stealth Fighters took off from two aircraft carriers to the south, and began heading north. By the time they arrived, they expected the enemy ships to be fighting blind, no RADAR, no guns...

[@Silver Sky. If you could inform me when your aircraft break the 200km zone, that would be good.

@VDB. I would not have let your pilot go without a signed document.]

Artek Air Base

"The mutants on the island attacked and killed a group of scientists, non-mutant mind you, at their labratory near Ft. Davis. Twenty some odd men and women were slaughtered by the 'Hexonian Independence Movement', an organization which despise humans and seeks independence from Kroando. Their bodies were crucified and posted around the island. Ft. Davis itself was even attacked, though not seriously. Upon our arrival we met a rebellious population, and we must now control it."

Well, obviously, but how did you know that I sent such message? ICly, that is. It was meant to be secret.

Diplomatic Message to Kroando

We have reason to believe that you are carrying out mass cleansing operations-genocide. We wish for you to stop this at once.
[That was sent to me. You told me to stop, ergo, you are involving yourself in Hexon, thus breaking the treaty.]

Ahh. :headbang:

[B]Hexon

The days drew on, with more and more death every day. At the end of the fourth week, over 100,000 were dead, the resistance being no more than a myth at this point.

Artek Air Base

"I do not know what measures the government took before we were deployed, however I can personally testify that General Horn publically addressed the people via telecast, asking them to remain indoors and stay calm untill the rebels were supressed... and the response...", Ribitz chuckled... "Well... you get the idea."

"Now", Leon said, "Numerous governments and other influential people are claimming that these military operation are a front for a genocide of the Hexonese people, can you collaborate?"

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Four more red crystal planes began airdropping emergency aid for the Hexonese people.

Artek Air Base

"Genocide?", Ribitz gave an honest look of confusion. "Now we, have done things which would apaul most people, we have killed, we have burned homes, we have tortured. However these things go hand in hand with war, and any government which condemns such actions is a hypocrite. But genocide? No, this is most certainly not taking place." The Colonel said with a sociopathic honesty, not faltering the least in his statement.

Artek Air Base

"Genocide?", Ribitz gave an honest look of confusion. "Now we, have done things which would apaul most people, we have killed, we have burned homes, we have tortured. However these things go hand in hand with war, and any government which condemns such actions is a hypocrite. But genocide? No, this is most certainly not taking place." The Colonel said with a sociopathic honesty, not faltering the least in his statement.

OOC: for the record, NB only goes to war only when attacked first

"Okay, what is your government's official belief on the Hexonese people?"

Artek Air Base

"Kroandan Civilians which have undergone mutation due to the Hexonian Enviroment.", Ribitz stated, as if reading out of a textbook.

Artek Air Base

"Kroandan Civilians which have undergone mutation due to the Hexonian Enviroment.", Ribitz stated, as if reading out of a textbook.

"Okay. I would like to cite this wire to New Brittonia: http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=12993294&postcount=10, now do you agree with this?"

Direct Wire to New Brittonia

Genocide is the execution of humans. The Hexonian Rebels are certainly not human.

-Internet Poster from Kroando
Ribitz glanced at the paper... "Sir... do you really want me to give you my opinion on something written by...", Ribitz looked again, to confirm the source. "A random internet blogger?" Ribitz paused, "Fine... well, they don't look human... they don't eat edible food... they dont breathe air. Now I'm not a biologist, but from the looks of things... no, I dont believe they are human."

Atttention all Humane nations

Due to an attack on our fleet by the Kroando navy Mokastana has declared war on Kroando. You can Join the fight for the people dying on this island, fight for whats right, or wimp out. Its your choice, but remember, It is better to die on your feet then live on your knees....

Viva la revolucion!

[Darkstalkers? We were about to fight.]

Hexon

The days drew on, with more and more Hexonians dying every day, the burn piles were enormous, their plumes of smoke going high, high into the air.

OCC: Sorry for the delay, got new job so I got quite busy.


As our fleet launched our attack over the island hoping to damage the formidable defenses.
As shells and missiles flew towards the island lightning the night.

On the deck of the KGS Draconis, the first wave of 10 Su-30 MKI were ready to take off towards Hexon unaware of the response of the Hexon armed forces.

Meanwhile on the deck of one of the Aegis cruiser one tech catched a glimpse of incoming signals.

" Sir we've got a signal, its travelling fast, we atre under attack "
"What ? are you sure?"
"Yes sir"
"The Hexon response was faster than we expected" "Get me Admiral Koenig soon"

Miles away from the first attack line, Koenig got the last message from the Aegis Cruiser, it was a short but quite effective message, the last they got from the ship.

Koenig ordered the deployment of decoys and more effective radar and signal jamming meanwhile and another group of of SU-30 were ordered to keep close surveillance over the ships and the attacking cruisers and battleship if there were some left.


The Hexon attack left
1 Aegis cruiser badly hull damaged but operational,
1 destroyer sunk
1 Battleship external damage.
1 Light Cruiser sunk
1 Battleship lightly damaged.

But still shelling the island with the still operational guns and batteries.


And the 4th Hohe Seegflotte was still 2 hours away....

Ribitz glanced at the paper... "Sir... do you really want me to give you my opinion on something written by...", Ribitz looked again, to confirm the source. "A random internet blogger?" Ribitz paused, "Fine... well, they don't look human... they don't eat edible food... they dont breathe air. Now I'm not a biologist, but from the looks of things... no, I dont believe they are human."

OOC: That was going into god-mode a bit, stating where my source was from.

"Sir, that was a direct comminique which the government of the United Socialist Ssates of New Brittonia declassified and relased to the press several days ago."

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Four plaines airdropped shipments of supplies to the Hexonese people.

[@Dark. I dont think I was clear enough in my post. I started firing while you were 200km's away from my island... you are not within range to shell me. I started firing missiles at you before you started shooting, well before you got anywhere close to within shelling range. So I'm not going to take losses untill you get within range. As of now, you are far, far out of range. My next post comes when you are 150km's out.]

Hexon

The coastal Anti-Shipping Missile Batteries buzzed with action, as men scurried around adjusting and preparing the A9/00 Valour Anti-Shipping Missiles for use. The Darkstalker fleet would be sunk long before it ever posed a threat to the Kroandans... and thus, the strike would begin.

Over fourty five Valour Missile Launchers had locked onto the approaching enemy ships, both the battleships and cruisers. As they came within 150km's... bam. The missiles were fired, 95 Anti-Shipping Missiles blasted off, firing right at the enemy ships...

[RADAR/Signal jammers are inneffective. The missiles use LADAR/RADAR/IR/SONAR Signatures, so if you mess with the RADAR, the others pick up.]

Artek Airbase

"I saw it on a website."

The Hexonian supplies, as always, were taken to the military and given to the troops.

Hexon

175,000 and counting.

(sorry my last response was so long ago, vacation)

Cripistan would love for you to send an envoy. We could send a private plane to get you, or you could come on youre on. You will ariive at our capital building in Webster. Please, tell us when you wish to come.

John Marshall

Artek Airbase

"I saw it on a website."

The Hexonian supplies, as always, were taken to the military and given to the troops.



OOC: Going into god mode again, you cannot take all of the supplies.

"Yes, we do have many websites. The Government always publishes pieces it releases in print and on the internet. Then the media reports on them, linking to the page, and then bloggers comment on their opinion of the papers."

[Now how exactly is me picking up the supplies and giving them to my troops a godmod? A godmod is doing something that is impossible, such as destroying your army with a rubber band, or refusing to take losses, or RP'ing your losses. A godmod is not me picking up supply crates, which you dropped, and distributing them to my soldiers... because that is perfectly possible. You dropped crates on the ground, expecting me to give them to the civilians, and instead I took the food and gave it to my men. Nope... not a godmod. It's a bastard move yes. A godmod, no.]

Artek Airbase

Ribitz, growing tired of the question shook his head. "Next question."

To Cripistan

We will send a delegate as soon as possible.

[Want to make a seperate thread for that?]

(If you want you can. Will it just be for us, or will other people be able to attempt to try to make it interesting?)

We look forward to seeing you.

Cripistan had just ended a meeting with an official in Webster. They joined the Imperial Union of Terra, and were now allied with Kroando. They had permission to enter Hexon. " Get the troops ready. We should be receiving supplies from Kro-Tech within the next few days."

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