NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: My revolt thing was a hoax to get a war going so pay new attention to it cuz it failed.

I also need a few interested people to play my neighboors

IC:

President Hakes rode along in his Stryker. It was the command variant. As it moved along the dirt road up the hill, he decided to have a look outside one of the hatches. As the Stryker crested the hill and drove along the cliff, Hakes looked out over the valley. As he looked out, one thought came to him. "Smith did a great job in procurment."
Nathan Hakes was on his way to the first forward staging area of the mobilization of the F.T.O. Mercenary Armed Forces.
As Hakes entered the camp, he drove through the weapons staging area. The 1st Armored Battalion's M1A2 Abrams Tanks were all in line in their green forest color scheme. Then he saw the M109 Paladin's of the First Artillery Battalion. Next to them were the M270 MLRS' of the Second Artillery Battalion. More Abrams tanks now. Then came the Stryker Battalions' vehicles and the command area's vehicles. There were hundreds of them.
The Stryker drove through the tent city next. Hundred man companies marched by all carrying the M468's over their shoulders. Every tenth man had the Paratrooper version of the M249, which was standard issue in the new military. Every 25 men he saw the Javelin missle system. He was impressed. Smith really had done quite the job. Now it was up to him to lead the troops

OOC: i'll drop in :)

A shadowy figure skirts a hilltop several miles from the encampment. from this location he can see most of it. he lies down in the dirt and lifts his rifle to his shoulder. Staring down into the sea of tents, he realises that their local command officer had finally arrived.

lifting his hand to his ear where the small microphone is, quietly he broadcasts an encrypted signal.
"I can see the camp, the Commander seems to have arrived, awaiting futher instructions."
the response comes quickly.

"do not engage, were not here to start a war, simply watch and radio if they show any signs of attempting to move into the mountains."

OOC: Cool. I will be posting an OrBat/factbook soon.

IC:

Sights like the one that Hakes was visiting were being established throughout the nation.
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As Nathan Hakes stepped out of the Stryker, 5 F-18's flew overhead. There were blue missles and bombs under the wings. Just duds. Used only in training. Training was all that was under way for now...

The figure in the hills covers his body with his absorbant cloak as he hears the rumble of jets in the distance. The Camoflauge material not only broke up his outline to observers, but also functioned in keeping bodyheat from leaking out... where it could be seen.

he lifted the binoculars up to his eyes as the jets passed over-head, trying to identify whether they were outfitted with weapons, or a training excercise... trying and failing. judging from the direction that the jets took as they rumbled passed, he guessed another exercise... the airbase was not too many miles away and they seemed to be heading back in that direction.

He looked back to one of teh small mesa's behind him... he knew that was his extraction point... when his shift would be taken over by the next guy in line. 'Endless hours of tedium punctuated by moments of horror' he thought to himself. refocusing his rifle's scope on the encampment he wondered if this endless watching would pay off.

whether the secrecy the excercised in any contact with the outside world would really keep them safe.

Hello All,
This is the Armed Republic of Cascade States,
We are a nation of about 400 million, Living in the East Pacific,
But I would be prepared to play under our 300 Million or less if required.
Or I would be happy to Mod this if you didn't want my military involvement
but would like someone with knowledge of a lot of the world's military hardware.

On another note, I will be gone for the next couple of days but will be home
by Sunday afternoon / Evening.
Is that too late to get into this thread with you all?
Anyhow, thanks for your time what ever your decision;

OOC: not my decision...
Trade organizations? what do you think? although, having a better world view would NOT hurt me at all... :P

OOC: Anyone can join in the RP. I really don't care. I just want people to join. I will be gone too Friday-Sunday.

An elite squad of 5 Ceres-class mod soldiers were on sentry duty when they heard the scream of fighter jets overhead, they were carrying training rounds...

"That was definitely not our planes."
"I bet some army's out training in the woods..."

"Meta squad, we have sighted a base, possibly hostile, we want you to investigate, send them a message if possible. But by all means don't shoot."
"Command this is Meta leader, we have received your message. Proceeding to base now."

Guided by their GPS Meta squad made it through the forest and camped on a ledge. Meta 4, the team sniper, spotted a military encampment of considerable size.
"Hey guys I've found the commander of the encampment. Meta Leader, authorization to shoot?"
"No this is strictly a scouting mission, if you shoot the commander's gonna have your ass and rank."
"Ok ok, I won't shoot. You take the fun out of everything."

"Four, you're drifting away. Tighten formation!"
"Yes sir!" came the reply over the radio.
Captain Bartlet sighed. He was getting real tired of training duties, but what choice did he have?
"Three, cut back on your engines. You trying to get ahead of me?"
"No sir! Dropping back."
Suddenly, his radar started beeping. "Hey! Looks like we got some company. All right nuggets! Let's go buzz 'em!"
"Lead, this is Two. Our orders are to stay clear of-"
"I am aware of our orders, recruit," he replied. "And YOUR orders are to follow MY orders. So, break right, and follow me. Simple flyby. Go!" His F5D (http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h52/nx9100/Aircraft/F5D.jpg) jumped to the right, with the other three following a moment later. The settled on a new course, one that would take them right over the army camp....

Greetings Nations who are entering into this practice action,
The Armed Republic of Cascade States would like to send some of our own
forces to participate.
We are located in the East Pacific, which is equivalent to the West Coast
of Canada and the USA.
Due to the size of our nation, and population, I think that if we were to
be involved we would send a "small" number of forces. That number could be
set by ( The Federation of Trade Orginizations ) at what ever number seems
fair.
By real land mass estimates we are about 700 to 1,000 miles from the region of
Wisconsin, and would plan our actions accordingly unless there were a definate
distance set up already.
May I ask if there are any maps provided, or if anyone is going to post maps?
It would also be of interest to know what the tech level is;
as we are a RL tech nation and military.
It would be my guess that all nations are going to ban any Weapons
of Mass Destruction too?
Anyhow, just adding my bit if allowed to join.
Cascade States.

OOC: I dunno... Trade nations is gone for the weekend, so we'll see when they get back? it'd probably be cool if you joined, though i have no idea if this is an earth-bound reagion or not...

IC:

"2 more hours counting down..."
he had been watching the camp for nearly a day and a half now, nothing but endless training exercises. The rush of jets could still be heard above him, command had told him that they had officially began to use this area as a training grounds for new pilots. the heat inside his cloak was uncomfortable as the fabric wound tightly around him. he raised his rifle again to look through the scope into the camp.

a voice crackled through his radio on an incrypted wavelength... "Our sattlites tracking the jets have indicated that the jets have altered course to the south east, they may have spotted one of our helecopters on their radar... We as soon as they made a course alteration, all nearby fliers were grounded and camoflauged." the voice ceased for a moment. "There is also an encampment to teh south of your current location, the jets may have spotted them as well. Sattalite photo's indicate squad movement towards your position. They seem to be scouting the encampment that you have been watching. Seggested action is to move to teh north west around the encampment and find cover... keep a look out for the other squad."

The Scout smiled as he finally had a reason to talk a walk.

"will do commander, is there any news on recovery?"
the radio crackled to life in his headphone again...

"that is a negative, until the Jet's have finished their excursion we cannot risk our fliers being spotted... you may end up in the feild longer than assumed."

he groaned, but knew there was nothing he could do about it. "yes sir."

He stood up slowly, making sure not to keep low to the ground, he dropped down into a creek bed and began running to the north west, the open air a releif from the cloak he had been stifled by just earlier. as he went, he kept note of every place he could hide or find cover as he had been trained to do.

Okay I'll wait till I get the official word on whether I'm in or not.