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Louise Parker was awoken violently by her small door been burst open by her guard ordered to dress as usual in a small black skirt and white blouse she was violently dragged into the main hall where she as usual sat with the Falcon-Lord for breakfast. Louise today was to be punished she had been caught attempting to escape from her cell lastnight by the guards as a result she was today to be punished. The Dark Lord entered and spoke without a tone just sort of monologue:

"You will have fun with 1st Battlion"

Without question she mearely nodded. Sitting down next to her the Dark Lord began again:

"My Plan to destroy your shitty little Dominion is almost complete. Then where will you escape to? Give in and Accept me as your master and husband. Your mum and dad didn't and look what happened to them they died. So will your nation soon enough"

"No"Spat Louise

Vanguard Submarine, Vetakan Waters off the coast of Samuel Island, Vetaka:

"The Tridents are ready and locked to Theeb, Helgan and Harcombe. Ready to Fire when ordered" spoke a small Operator his voice was no more than whisper.

"Good Not Long Now" replied the Captain


Video Communication to the world broadcast by the Dark Lord his face covered:

"People of the world I brodcast to you live from a secret location for reasons of my own safety. I am the Dark Lord of Falconia leader of the Undead Falcons. I speak to you now to call on your help to remove a great stain to this world. This Stain being the Vetakan Dominion an Arrogant and Ignorant Nation one that formed the backwards United Federation of Allied Nations an alliance that is nothing compared to EVIL and the CA. I call upon EVIL and the CA to join together to destroy the Vetakan Dominion help me
wipe out the peaceloving and interfering nation of Vetaka. Vetaka has done nothing but cause trouble since its exsistence. I plead with you help me to invade Vetaka help me to fight them and destroy them. The Days of the Vetakan Dominion and the White Phoenix are over the rise of Falcon-Vetaka have begun. To the Vetakan People I deliver a simple message surrender and" accept me or die. To those idiots whom call Vetaka an Ally stay out of this war or you will be destroyed. You have been warned.

New Volga, Theoroshia - Government House

It was probably the most humorous moments in the Parties' career. Never before had a nation called upon an alliance to help them destroy a nation, when half of the alliance he had called upon was on good terms with that nation!

After a few rounds of vodka, imported from Zhakoviach, the members of the Party, their underlings, and the Premier sat down for a light brunch. The Premier, after being told by one of his attendants that a decision was to be made regarding the 'Undead Falcons', stood up and rapped on his vodka glass with his spoon.

"Gentlemen, if there are no objections, then I'd like to address the situation which we had slightly discussed before."

No one made an objection. In fact, a few of the Party members started to laugh, quietly of course.

"This nation, these 'Undead Falcons', are ignorant, pessimistic, cocky bastards. They're relatively small, and by asking support from two alliances, show just how weak they are. Frankly, I do not want to help them. One, because they had the gall to ask for help for the destruction of a nation simply because they don't like them!"

Many of the Party members nodded, all serious now.

"Secondly, Vetaka has never harmed a Theoroshian, and has been kind to our diplomats and other political representatives. So now I call upon a vote - all in favor of declaring war on these warmongerers, say I!"

The vote wasn't really necessary, as the Premier pretty much held all the power. However, this was just to see who supported the Premier, and all of the Party members raised their hands.

The Premier nodded, satisfied with his little speech. "Good."

Turning to his attendant, he said, "Now, inform Vetaka that we have every intention of helping them. Also, tell the Navy to get a few submarines near the Undead Falcons. If we have to, we can launch a few of our Hammer's at them. Also, get the first and second Army Legions on stand-by, as well as the first, second, and third naval fleets on stand-by. We may need them."

Turning back to the congregation, he suggested, "Now, who wants more vodka?"

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OFFICAL STATEMENT TO UNDEAD FALCONS

THE THEOROSHIAN FEDERATION DEMANDS THAT YOU CEASE AND DESIST ALL MILITARY ACTIVITIES TOWARDS VETAKA. ALSO, WE DEMAND THAT YOU APOLOGIZE FOR SAYING THAT YOU WILL DESTROY US. YOU HAD US SHAKING IN OUR BOOTS LIKE SCARED KIDS.

Official Imperial Response

While not going as far to speak for the EVIL alliance itself the Imperial Kingdom will in no way assist you in your desire to annihilate a most noble nation that which is Vetaka.

We condemn you unjust actions..and hereby place a trade embargo against your nation..

We urge you to reconsider your declaration as it is an act that will only bring death suffering to you and your people.

Furthermore we laugh at your cowardice masking your face and not revealing your location to your enemies..you have shown the true measure of yourself and we find you to be severely lacking in all aspects of leadership, and in all aspects of humanity itself.

We can only hope that you change your ways swiftly..and if not that your enemies show you mercy...should you choose to make the Imperial Kingdom an enemy as well let it be known now you shall receive no such grace from us.

Tharo Sinakus,
Crowned Emperor of the Imperial Kingdom of Gataway

Official Imperial Declaration

The Imperial Kingdom is now offering a sum of 1.65 billion dollars to any group that brings the "Dark Lord" and other government and military officials alive to the Imperial Kingdom...an additional 15 million will be paid out for each additional official captured

Mandalorian Message

Maldorians has no comment, partly because Vetaka assisted The Mandalorian Empire in ceasing the problem with Aurum Domus. We will, however, mock the message made by Gataway.

Furthermore we laugh at your cowardice masking your face and not revealing your location to your enemies..you have shown the true measure of yourself and we find you to be severely lacking in all aspects of leadership, and in all aspects of humanity itself.

Cowardice? The Undead Falcons is at war! He will do whatever it takes to win. I suppose you have not learned about winning yet to understand what it takes to achieve success.

~The Mandalore.
-Supreme Ruler of Maldorians.

OOC: He didn't declare war.....

President Gannon read the letter from the Undead Falcons to the world and laughed. "Who are these pricks anyway?" he asked his military adviser. Pulling a file from out of a cabinet, he handed it to the President. "The Undead Falcons are an old enemy of Vetaka stemming from a war several years ago. In addition, CPIA believes them to be connected to The Fighting Stars, although we have no proof. Bottom line, these guys are hardcore anti-Vetaka. I don't think we should take any chances here." Gannon sighed and said "Ok, I'll alert the Vetakans and back these Falcons or whatever the hell they call themselves down. Maybe they're smart enough to avoid a war."

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Official Prestonian Statement
Who the hell are you, Dark Lord? More importantly, do you have a brain in your head? I should think not, because if you did you'd realize that attacking Vetaka is an extremely bad idea. The total armed forces of UFAN number over two billion, much larger than your piddling little army. Consider these facts and try to avoid getting your nation massacred. While I'd prefer to have this end peacefully, I'm not above running roughshod over your pathetic little third-world hellhole. So, will you stand down, or will we be forced to war? The choice is your to make. Oh, and one last thing, real leaders, real men, don't hide behind shadows. Try to remember that.

Yours,
Pres. Justin Gannon

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OBSAT DIPLOMATIC COMMUNICATION
TO: VDF HIGH COMMAND
FROM: CPIA, PRESTONIAN HIGH COMMAND, PRES. GANNON, ET. AL.

UNDEAD FALCONS IS BACK STOP.
CPIA STRONGLY BELIEVES THEM TO BE CONNECTED TO FIGHTING STARS THOUGH NO PROOF IS GIVEN STOP.
THEY'RE THREATENING WAR STOP.
WE RECOMMEND SWIFT AND DECISIVE ACTION STOP.
IF PAST WARS ARE ANY INDICATION, THIS SHOULD BE OVER QUICK FULL STOP.

IC
UWS What Is to Be Done?; Patrolling International Waters off the Coast of Samuel Island, Vetaka
Captain Josephine Feschina, a vampire like some two percent of Wagdog's population and notably including the Defense Secretary, paced around her CIC like it was feeding time on some proscribed serial killer or something. "SONAR! Have you confirmed those odd flow noises you mentioned a ways back, the ones on the variable-depth set?" Her frustration was showing; she didn't understand why, but she had a bad feeling about this for whatever reason. And like any serious officer, she trusted her instincts even if not as much as empirical observation perhaps.

"Confirmed ma'am, though still no characterization. It's definitely some sort of submersible craft, but signature is badly degraded even if the VDS is at the same depth as them. Frankly, it's only because we're relatively close that we're hearing it at all; simple chance of us patrolling out here. Orders?" Sonar Officer Staff Lieutenant Michael Gregories reported fairly and accurately, puzzled why his commanding officer was so edgy about this unusual contact.

"Keep monitoring, and stand by. I've got some flyboys to talk to." Moving to the intercom phone on the wall, she raised the hangar where this particular Yekaterina-class cruiser's ASW helicopter was housed. "Flight Ops? Prepare the Sea Lord for sortie out at the following heading..." She relayed the bearing, distance and coordinates to the hangar crew. "We've got a suspicious sonar contact at the given depth, and we need to investigate further... Yes, thank you." She hung up, and returned to her watch; soon, more information was about to emerge as always...

Out on the hangar deck, the crew of the NH-45 Sea Lord combined ASW/AWACS chopper prepped for flight quickly and professionally; just like they'd been trained. As the chopper whirred to life and rose above the deck, pilot Lieutenant Erin Nalstrom pondered just what might be going on. Sending us out out of the blue like this? I just hope they're alerting the higher-ups in case this isn't a drill of some sort. Fortunately for her, this was in fact being done already by secure OBSAT datalink.

SIC
War Office Briefing Room Underground Bunker Complex, Palace of the Revolution; Tailville DR, Wagdog
"So you're not kidding me, Mario?" General Secretary Charles Lind had just watched the Dark Lord's broadcast, and although he'd wondered what had happened to Vetaka's first enemy nonetheless he hadn't expected so bold a reemergence. "The Undead Falcons are back?" It wasn't an actual question so much as rhetorical.

"Indeed Comrade." Mario Iliescu, the vampire that had served as Wagdog's Defense Secretary ever since shortly after The Event that had lost the country two decades of time overnight, concurred with his superior's assessment. "We must prepare to respond, since the Armed Republic isn't known for its terribly rational take on international policy; and prepare strenuously. I suggest we take full advantage of Article III sir." The grin that showed on his face suggested too much bloodthirst even for his kind, but then again that combined with his strategic sense and administrative skills was also part of why he was so effective at this job.

"Indeed." Charles hadn't feared the Undead Falcons back then, aside from their ill-gotten nuclear capability of course; and Wagdog was so much weaker then than now it wasn't even a joking matter. "Let's get ready to crush them. Crush them the way they deserve for what they've done." It had been far less than the sixty years required by the UFAN Charter for a WMD-reckless nation like the Armed Republic of The Undead Falcons to become ineligible for a preemptive nuclear strike if such was deemed appropriate. "Prepare to unleash Hell, Mario. Just prepare, but I want us at the maximum substrata of DEFCON 2 before any firing orders are issued. Also, in light of those sonar reports from the What Is to Be Done? and known Falconian doctrines, consider strategic antisubmarine warfare authorized by my command." He motioned to the Red Banner Marine carrying Wagdog's own 'football', although the actual pattern was based on the Soviet equivalent of course, and before long was entering the authorization codes to be transmitted to all ships with any sort of nuclear weapons aboard; including cruisers and subs for ASW purposes.

Soon, although they wouldn't be used if the situation didn't warrant it, Wagdog might actually use its nuclear arsenal in anger for the first time. And if the enemy used theirs first, well... even if Wagdog would observe certain limits per its UFAN obligations, they would be few; and not nearly enough to prevent The Undead Falcons from reaping the full appropriate measure of any vengeance earned by untoward murderous action. To drive said point home, General Secretary Charles Lind also recorded the following video message in reply to the Dark Lord's; open, so it would be as easily known as the first.

Attention, Armed Republic of The Undead Falcons...

You may remember us of the United Socialist States of Wagdog. Although hardly the first to condemn your murderous violation of Vetakan national sovereignty some years ago, to say nothing of your despicable violation of the dignity of your nation's Vetakan Ambassador and his family or kidnapping of their sole surviving daughter, we were as serious and forthright as any others. We certainly remember you, be sure. And I, General Secretary Charles David Lind of the Revolutionary Command Council, especially so.

And not fondly either. Although we were not allies with Vetaka at the time, that has changed greatly over the years as you may know. We're now about as close as two nations get while remaining independent and of as differing socioeconomic systems as we are. Hence, Dark Lord, you have just called out two alliances for whom neither my nation nor Vetaka have much regard to begin with to attempt the destruction of Vetaka. I don't believe they'll heed your call, but frankly I wouldn't care if they did; the result would be the same. That is: your defeat, and that of any so foolish as to call you an ally. Hence, why not you instead think of ways you can remotely attempt peace here before your nation is ruined yet again by Vetakan skill in arms?

Now I don't know what happened to Emperor Bagshaw under whom your last war with the Vetakans was fought; but surely whoever has succeeded him should understand that whether in Vetaka's new lands in Lazarus, or their old in Haven now under the Commonwealth and Empire of Questers, Louise Parker should have some surviving family somewhere. Family whom, I am certain, would want nothing more than their own flesh and blood returned to them unharmed. I cannot speak for what conditions my good friend Acting President Daniel Pearce, a name you should remember well I think Dark Lord, may ask of you for peace; but I doubt they shall either be lenient or flexible.

So it is a simple matter; do you wish Falconia to survive as the mighty nation it deems itself, however rightly or wrongly, or not? The choice is yours, Dark Lord; and if you choose wrongly, I shall not hesitate to make good on my naiton's vow to watch over Vetaka that we swore that day you... violated those you had in their embassy you'd granted and on Samuel Island. My children learn of your forces' cruelty in school, Dark Lord, so those who are now soldiers of mine will have even less hesitation than I to carry out that vow. Choose wisely.

It was quite late by Animarnian Standards; Rene was reading a novel; one of those trashy romance ones; where apparently Samantha was about to find out Jenny had a secret girl lover…Rene was just getting to the good bits when the red phone buzzed for her attention.

"Damn in" she said putting down the book and picking up the Red Phone; "Rene; Speak" she said rather abruptly wanting to get back to her novel and its associated activities as soon as possible.

"What…. You're shitting me" she said to the person on the other end; Rene not one to normally use such language cursed like a drunken sailor for several minutes upon hearing the renewed threat from the Undead Falcons. All thoughts of the novel now gone; this was starting to become a repeating bad dream. She sighed and smacked her self in the face lightly just to make sure she hadn't fallen asleep in her office again. Then pressed a button on her Red phone marked; "STRATCOM' short for Strategic missile Command the phone buzzed and was picked up by the General in charge; General Donald H Bush.

"I want all Rocket forces on THREATCON 2"; Rene said simply to a resounding 'yes madam president' as she opened the 'nuclear Football' and authorised the use of nuclear weapons in a defensive manner. THREATCON 2 was the highest short of an actual nuclear 'release' and translated into layman's terms meant that ICBM's and SLBM's now had targets loaded into there guidance systems and could be launched within mere minutes of the order. There would be no forewarning; no attempt at diplomacy; it was well known that the Undead falcons had used nuclear weaponry before; in short if a nuclear attack was launched upon the nation of Vetaka the response would be immediate and devastating.

Official Diplomatic Communique

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To: Dark Falcon Dude Lord Thingy
From: Alexander Nevskij, Minister For Foreign Affairs, The World Soviet Party

You will stand down and remove your threats or face war.

Have a nice day.

Signed,
Alexander Nevskij, TWSP's Minister of Foreign Affairs.

OFFICAL STATEMENT TO UNDEAD FALCONS


Stand down now and Halt all military Actvities towards Vetaka or else face war.

SIC

To: Vetakan
From: Dartian State Department
Re: Threat

In light of recent threats directed at your nation, our government wishes to advise you that you may count on our support in any capacity required. If you need anything at all, we urge you to let us know.

Sincerely,
Richard M. Lecapri
Secretary of State

OOC: Since he broadcast that live, couldn't one figure out the source of the transmission and promptly nuke it or something? Just a thought.

Citadel of Loyalty, Land of the White Phoenix, Rogers Mountain Range:

To protect the White Phoenix Tribe from harassment by the press and people it was decided by the Vetakan Government that a general ban on the press and media would be enacted. However for one day only that ban had been lifted and the press had gathered in the heart of the mountain city for a press conference a conference to be held by a man the world knew as Quicksilver Chieftain of the White Phoenix Tribe. The conference was taking place in a small makeshift press room in the open air. The Sun gently bathed the journalists in a soft warming glow. Surrounding the journalists was an honour guard of White Phoenix Warriors just to be sure no journalists went wondering. A few minutes past before the Chief appeared dressed in white tribal robes he bowed politely to a waiting group whom fell silent promptly he made his way to the Podium which had a huge number of microphones attached to it. This conference was been broadcast around the world and would most probably be watched by millions after all this was the first time the Chiefdom had ever made an appearence within the media. The Chief was slightly nervous however he stood strong and tall:

"Evil can take many forms from Tyranny to Persecution. Evil is abundant in this world. Their are many evil men and women within this world and I am sure you will agree their will be many more within the future. Today one of most evil men within this world graced the worlds media. The Dark Lord of Falconia a man whom rapes women on a regular basis, Persecutes the people and enslaves those whom do nothing wrong. A man who has kidnapped and held one of my family and people for more than 10 years. Louise Parker is my god daughter and 12th in line to the Chieftain of the White Phoenix. I vowed to protect her and intend to fill that Oath with my life if required. I shall keep this short Dark Lord you have 24 Hours and 24 Hours only to release Louise Parker from imprisonment. This is not a negotiation this is your only ultimatum. The Horde of the White Phoenix mobilises. You have crossed the White Phoenix to many times You have your warning"

Turning without taking any questions the Chief left the podium and made his way to a waiting VDF Helicopter which would fly him to New Theeb where he would meet with the Vetakan Military and a plan could be brought to bear.

VDF High Command, Command Room, New Theeb, Vetaka:

"Do we have a location?" spoke Pearce

"Yes Sir VSIS have transfixed the origin of the transmission to be here." replied a Intelligence Officer while hitting a button. Showing Live OBSAT footage of an island displayed on the huge HD Screen mounted on the wall.

Its an Island some 70 miles off the Undead Falcon Mainland the transmission occurred within the Castle somewhere.

"Plan" enquired Stone

"Blast the fuck out of them and get our girl back" spat Pearce

"Sir id like to lead the team myself?" spoke Stone

At that moment Quicksilver entered and spoke softly:

"Are we ready?"

"Indeed. Stone wishes to lead the team" bowed Pearce

"Of Course let us go" replied the Chief eager to get to the action.

"VDFNS Sword within Sword Carrier Group is en route to Falcon. You will be briefed their. Good Luck" replied Pearce

With that Stone and The Chief bowed and left the room. Pearce sat down sighed and began to sing to True Colours by Eva Cassidy.

OOC: Shit post but meh to lazy to refine it

Official Imperial Democracy message

If any attack is made on Vetakan soil, military action will be taken. Just to note I've been inkling to use our new Mk-IV cruise missiles.

Sincerely,
President Rowan Cornellius

Statement by the Republic

The Social Republic of Honako puts it's full support behind Vetaka, and has no doubt that this issue will be resolved in our allies favour, whether through peace or war. If it ends up being the latter, Honako will pledge aid and troops to fight with you, alongside what seems like many other nations. We however, will not condone the nuclear destruction of this nation. We know our allies wouldn't be so hasty, though no doubt others would.


General. Claes
High Commissioner of the Social Republic of Honako

Video Communication to the world broadcast by the Dark Lord his face covered:

"I see the Vetakans have inflitrated nations around the world no matter. I am left with no choice."

The Camera flickers to show Louise Parker the Darkened Face of the Dark Lord is revealed to be Emperor Bagshaw he grimaced and drew a sword sending it through the body of louise parker she collapsed to the floor the camera zoomed in upon on her face. She attempted to speak and fell silent. With this Bagshaw stepped back and the trapdoor beneath her body opened she fell through the hole and into a Londinium Designed Blender.

Vanguard Submarine, Vetakan Waters off the coast of Samuel Island, Vetaka:

"Green Light. Fire Fire" roared the Captain

With that the Vanguard Submarine burst into life and launched its deadly load of missiles at the predesignated targets.

OBSAT Space Command, Classified Location, Vetaka:

"RED ALERT" burst the Computer

"Multiple Hits. Calculating Trajectories, Acquiring Inbound Targets" spoke a monotone Female Computer Voice.

"Security Alert" roared the Watch Commander

The Security Alert meant that all Vetakan Cabinet Members and High Commanders would now be secured and taken to a place of safety. The Computer again spoke and displayed a huge map of vetaka with the targets and missiles displayed across it:

"Targets Acquired. Interception Missiles Locked on target. Fire"

With this the Watch Commander inputted his Authorization Codes and hit the trigger sending the Commands to the grass root systems. With this intercept missiles in batteries across Vetaka fired. The system automatically launched 2 missiles for every incoming missile. They shot across the sky arcing forward racing towards the Tridents they exploded and destroyed the incoming. Back in the Command Room the Computer spoke again:

"All Incoming Missiles Destroyed. Incoming Orders VDF Operational Command Code (LR) Priority Alpha 1."

The Computer System receiving live orders by the Encrypted OBSAT Data Link began to execute them. 2 Thor Weapons Platforms began to realign themselves, Vetakan Long Range Missile Systems began to come online and arm themselves, 4 Vanguard Submarines across the region began to prepare for launch the Vetakan Retaliatory Strike had begun:

"Target Co-Ordinates Received. All Assets Primed. Command Codes Accepted and Verified. Final Authorization Requested. Supreme Commanding Admiral in Chief do you wish to deploy?" spoke the Female Computer Voice

At that moment a distant voice could be heard across the Data Link it was the voice of Pearce speaking within VDF High Command within New Theeb:

"Deploy. Authorization Pearce Alpha-025-08. Final Command Code 0-45-090-00"

The Computer verified a number of things first of all Pearce's Voice was verified. His codes where verified and activated. In VDF High Command he would be undergoing a Fingerprint, Retinal and DNA ID it thankfully checked out and the various Vetakan Assets where sent the order to fire. Across the region almost simultaneously Vetakan Assets fired sending their weapons hurtling towards Falcon.

OOC: First Strike Details

15 Thor Missiles (God Rods) launched across the Capital City of Falconia
15 Thor Missiles (God Rods) launched across the Island where Louise Parker was held
100 Low Yield Trident II Nuclear Missiles Launched at Strategic Military Airbases Bases Across Falcon from Vanguard Submarines
20 Low Yield ICBM Ballistics Missiles launched at Falconia Harbour launched from Vetakan Silos

Vetakan Air Bases:

Across the nation Vetakan Pilots in bases began to steadily board a wide variety of aircraft the first strike had already occurred and had been designed to be both a retaliation and a pre-emptive strike. The second attack would be the most destructive the Vetakan Bombers would launch a massive attack across the nation. Thousands of B-22 Zeus Bombers where being prepared for the largest single bombing run in history. B-74 Orbital Shadowcasters where being readied and launched these bombers would knock out the Enemies Air Force. Type 1000 Bombers carrying Nuclear Falling Hammer Devices would engage enemy road, rail and runways connections as well as attack the Capital. The B-22 Zeus Bombers would carry out general carpet bombing across the enemies civilian areas a policy that the Vetakan Air Force was forbidden to use but was granted to do in this situation.

Animarnia Strategic Rocket Command (STRATCOM)
The Strategic command was a simple boring mission; one General Bush had been given as an easy command for his retirement; a reward for tireless service to his nation but now it seemed that this reward was a curse as the screens lit up. A number of dotted lines showing the Undead Falcons Missile launch; there calculated trajectories via Missile tracking and ABM satellites and subsequent interception by Vetakan ABM Systems; however Rene's orders were quite clear. The General took the key of from around his neck and opened the safe; removing a Red Folder marked with the seal of Animarnia and titled 'The Alexia Doctrine' opening the folder he looked through for the appropriate response;

The Falcons had just initiated a Level 2 Incident; the second to highest; this would essentially be a limited tactical nuclear strike. Colonel Forester was the XO for the base; the two inserted launch Keys into the appropriate areas opposite ends of the desk; authorised Handprints and Retinal Scans.

"Identity Confirmed, General Donald H Bush, Senior Commanding Officer Strategic Rocket Command, Please Confirm Voice Authorisation and vocal pattern" the male monotone spoke out simply.

"Every day I dream of home; Code Alpha-XX-Nine-Delta-Charlie-220" Bush replied in his gruff Texan voice.

"Confirmed" The male voice agreed; "Does the Executive Officer Concur with Launch Procedure?" the male voice spoke.

"Colonel William T Forester; Voice print- like rain drops the fall; Voice code - Delta-Echo-Bravo-9947-Omega-Omega - I concur", Forester replied to the computer.

"Confirmed; Verifying President confirmation of orders", The Computer beeped as it patched into the football that was pre-authorised by Rene earlier "Tactical Nuclear Strike is now authorised for deployment, Targets loaded - Do you wish to deploy?"

"Deploy" Bush spoke.

With that ICMB Bases all over Animarnian began to receive the orders to launch; Rocket crews hurried through launch procedures like hornets as missile after missile started to fly from there silos on pillars of smoke and flame into the air. Crowds gathered in awe at the vapour trails waiting the Light-bringer Mk II ICBM's fly off towards target unknown each carrying up to eighteen warheads. It was the first time they'd ever seen such a site; luckily for the enemy a Level 2 strike outlawed the use of 25-megaton city busters

Simultaneously; Vanguard and Balista class SSBN's were given authorisation to deploy; the 20 of Animarnians 35 Vanguard Submarines fired 18 Light-bringer Mk III SLBM''s each; while only 10 of 36 Balista Submarines fired 22 of there SLBM's carrying up to sixteen 200 kilotons of fun each.

Across the vastness of space Orbital God Rod Satellites re-alighted receiving automated targeting orders from Stratcom; each releasing thirty two telegraph pole sized Independently Targetable Tungsten God Rod Re-entry Vehicles at enemy ICBM Complexes, Bridges, Railway lines; ammo depots, Nuclear Bunkers and supply bases.

OOC:
5000 ECM capable ICBM's with 18 200-kiloton "Sun-burst" warheads each Targeted at ANYTHING remotely military
2000 ECM Capable ICBM's with 12 2 Megaton "Sun Slayer" Warheads each Targeted at Ports, Radar domes, war factories, Civilian Airports, other 'duel purpose; facilities and ICBM bases
580 SLBM's carrying 16 240-kiloton warheads targeted at other ports and naval bases and civilian harbours.
320 Orbital God Rods targeting Bridges, Railways, ICBM bases, Command Bunkers etc

SIC
War Office Briefing Room, Palace of The Revolution Underground Bunker Complex; Tailville DR, Wagdog
"Well, I see The Undead Falcons are keeping in character after all." Charles Lind's remark betrayed only regret that Louise Parker had been slain; no more, for now what he was about to do was indeed deserved by the enemy for what they had also attempted. "General Reynolds, Admiral Suthonang, end this; take us to DEFCON One. Order First and Third Fleets towards Falconian territory for a landing, and while they're inbound get our bombers in the air with the approved ordnance. Hold our boomers in reserve. Marshal Mecklenholtz, drum up what troops we can spare right now; not too many, since I doubt there will be much resistance after the Falcons catch the fire we're about to unleash on them. They've asked for it gentlemen," Charles laid the matter to rest succinctly, "and we are indeed about to give in return."

"Yes... sir." was the shared response of the officers. Professionally, each was prepared for this sort of action; in theory, for they had been trained their whole recent careers for this contingency. But in practice, none of them had ever expected it to come to this even in as violent a place as the world was; they were human after all, and as such practicing optimists-in-denial when confronting the unpleasant truths that had a way of forcing themselves upon things. Saying nothing, after turning to the Situation Map display showing the Vetakan counterattack as it materialized even then, they issued their orders and prepared for war. This time, for the most destructive attack Wagdog had unleashed in its history... so far; and the most destructive it ever hoped to despite how fragile such hopes were, in this sort of world as it lived in...

IC
Air Bases Across Wagdog
Covered by sheer gaggles of FA-15D Cardinal and MiG-40 Red Fox fighters, the initial wave of Wagdog's strike force took to the skies and prepared to, in the Roman or Doomani phrase, 'unleash Hell' upon what Clandonia Prime had once called the 'Armed Republic of the Dead Falcons'. Five-hundred Tu-160M Blackjack-B fast bombers led the way, each packing 12 Kh-55SM Kent-B nuclear cruise missiles targeted for enemy army bases; seeing as the Vetakans and Animarnians had most of things, including the air and naval infrastructure, already covered it seemed. And to suppress any air and coastal defenses, each of these bombers also packed 24 Kh-15 nuclear SRAMs designed to zoom into the stratosphere before crashing down on the unfortunate target at Mach 5 and, like the cruise missiles, unleashing 200kT of nuclear fury per warhead upon the unfortunates below. Each base and coastal fortification complex was targeted in an appropriate manner, several aim points ringing each target to ensure overlapping blast and heat zones at least for the detonations in any particular target area.

Once those bombers had completed their runs, ingressing at just over Mach 1.5 and then departing at Mach 2 (both at altitude under escort from naval FA-15E Cardinals of Third Fleet, itself already steaming towards Falconia while First handled some 'unfinished business' just behind), the second wave of one-thousand B-22 Zeus would move in and from farther out release fully 30,000 conventional Kh-555 Kent-C cruise missiles to come in behind the nukes and, frankly, kill with fire any surviving enemy military personnel that the nuclear strikes on the relevant bases had missed. Some one-third of the Kh-555s were penetrator warheads for moderately-hardened command facilites (the harder and more vital ones getting some thirty Wagdian godrods total thrown upon them, to match any incoming Vetakan load as well) or warships, one further third blast-fragmentation warheads to 'make the rubble bounce' as it were in the general structures of the target areas, and one third submunition warheads to kill any exposed personnel and equipment still around; arguably an act of mercy, considering what radiation sickness would eventually do to them otherwise.

The cruise missiles on their way, the B-22s would then rendezvous with Il-78M Midas refuelling tankers also under fighter escort and assume anti-shipping patrols against any Falconian naval assets at sea when the major strikes hit; each packing 6 Rufous missiles underwing for the purpose. No sense in leaving too much work for the two inbound Fleets and their Marines than was necessary, right? In any case, this sort of action was only possible thanks to the enemy homeland being relatively close to Wagdog and thus allowing the bombers to focus on payload rather than fuel; and it was only the first wave of nuclear strikes available, just in case the enemy had an attack of the truly stupid here. One would hope not, but then again hope had already betrayed the situation; and thus now there was only vengeance... Vengeance, until the enemy saw sense and capitulated utterly unto Vetaka and the friends they had so wronged in their attack upon same.

UWS What Is to Be Done?, Vetakan Waters off Samuel Island
"VALID THREAT! VALID THREAT! Multiple SLBM launches detected. Tracking... shit, they're already outside our engagement envelope!" Radar Officer Staff Lieutenant Bob Rilson paled close to sickness; this, by far, was the worst thing he had ever seen. He didn't know yet that the ABM component of the Vetakan OBSAT system would yet again prove itself, but even still that was small consolation compared to what this meant.

Sonar Officer Staff Lieutenant Michael Gregories was more confident; dismayed, but also cofident. He had his mark now. "Confirmed signature on the VDS... it's a Vanguard-class SSBN we're dealing with here. Sea Lord says they have sonobuoys active triangulating this bastard, and a kill is possible. Targeting solutions for Vodopad ASW missiles with nuclear depth charge warheads are in. Orders?" He didn't really need to know aside from the authentication aspect, itself already long completed in the physical sense of turning any keys and entering any codes. It was simply good sense for an officer and gentleman, after all.

Commodore Josephine Feschina wasted no time. Now was what she'd trained for in full, and unlike most she actually enjoyed the opportunity at least somewhat. "Fire. Burn them; leave not a trace to foul the seas, and keep searching for other targets once the blueout subsides." That might take some time, the sonar effects of underwater nuclear detonations being substantial and prolonged.

With her order, two Vodopad ASW missiles rocketed from out of the cruiser's 650mm waterline torpedo tubes. Each packed a 200-kT nuclear depth charge in this case, conventional payload being a 533mm homing torpedo. Once it was time for those to drop, the NH-45 Sky Lord over the sub's general position was to drop one more NDC of the same type and yield over the area and then, well, run. No sense being in the same space once those nukes found their depth and detonated, aiming to crush the Vanguard from three different points surrounding like three titanic hammers from the sea itself. Now, there was only for confirmation of the strike to occur, and UWS What Is to Be Done? could catch up with the rest of First Fleet while letting the helicopters handle further ASW; catch up to make for the invasion of The Undead Falcons that flash messages were already alerting was intended, and for which troops and transports were doubtlessly being readied not so far away back at home.

OOC: Here's what's inbound against Undead Falcons' assets...
-6000 Kh-55SM 200kT nuclear cruise missiles targeting army bases, coming in after the Vetakan and Animarnian strikes mainly to ensure destruction.
-12,000 Kh-15 200kT nuclear aeroballistic missiles targeting air and coastal defenses, again mostly as extreme overkill in the wake of Vetakan and Animarnian wrath.
-15,000 Kh-555 conventional cruise missiles meant to follow behind the nukes and eradicate anything still left at the targeted military facilities; one-third (5000) Kh-555Sh penetrator versions to wreck on any bunkers left, one-third Kh-555SE blast versions to level what structures even remotely remain operational, and the last third Kh-555SD submunition versions to kill exposed personnel and destroy exposed equimpent.

To: Emperor Bagshaw
From: Pres. Justin Gannon

Wrong answer, Bagshaw. Apparently the first war's end didn't teach you anything. We, the people of the Prestonian Republic, hereby declare a state of total war against The Armed Republic of The Undead Falcons. You have angered Vetaka and her allies for the last time.

OBSAT BATTLEFIELD COMMUNICATION
TO: ALL PRESTONIAN FORCES
FROM: DEPT. OF DEFENSE
DEFCON IS HEREBY RAISED TO ONE STOP.
NAVY IS ORDERED TO FALCONIAN WATERS WITH A LANDING FORCE OF 1 MILLION SOLDIERS STOP.
WE WILL BE VICTORIOUS FULL STOP.

OBSAT BATTLEFIELD COMMUNICATION
TO: VDF HIGH COMMAND/USSW WAR OFFICE
FROM: PRESTONIAN DEPT. OF DEFENSE
FALCONIA WILL PAY IN BLOOD STOP.
WE WILL COMMIT AS MANY TROOPS AS NEEDED STOP.
WHERE DO YOU WANT US FULL STOP.

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ICBM Launchpad
Classified Location
1400 Hours Local Time

The order had come down, in proper coding and format. After reading the order, it was burned as doctrine had ordered. Then, it happened. All at once, 1,000 SS-18 Satan ICBMs were fired at Falconia. At the same time as these were firing, every satellite carrying godrods was given the order to fire. There would be nothing left of Falcons after this strike.

OOC: My ICBMs/Godrods are directed as such:
250 ICBMs to anything military
250 ICBMs to major gov't. offices
250 ICBMs targeted at "dual purpose" areas (i.e. civilian airports)
250 ICBMs and 50 Godrods targeted at roads, railways, and other means of transport.

Official Imperial Democracy message

If any attack is made on Vetakan soil, military action will be taken. Just to note I've been inkling to use our new Mk-IV cruise missiles.

Sincerely,
President Rowan Cornellius

OOC: Dude, no, stop.

You dont have missiles, we took those away, you dont have space based weapons, we confiscated those.

You dont have Caz'e City anymore, it got godrodded twice and nuke once to get rid of the zombies.

You dont have a navy, because all of your ports are under foreign control.

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In light of the atrocious attacks committed by Emperor Bagshaw the Imperial Government will now offer 1.2 trillion dollars for his capture and turn over to the Imperial Kingdom

Naval Bases all over Theoroshia

Ships began to spring to life as their crews, awakened from their sleep, began to get to work. Already, units from the 1st Legion were loading onto the Zubr class landing ships (secretely kept in offshore facilities, of course - wouldn't want a nation to think we have naval troop carriers capable of carrying an entire Legion over the high seas). The 2nd Army Legion was reporting to a staging point, because (damn that Demon Murphy), a few minor problems had delayed the 1st Army Legion. Nevertheless, by the end of two days of hard work, both of the Legions were out at sea, protected by the 1st and 2nd Naval Fleets.

They were only awaiting the call of the Director of the Military, who was in turn waiting from the call from the Premier, who was sitting in his offfice, waiting for a call from Vetaka. If Vetaka called, he had decided, then Theoroshia will answer.