NationStates Jolt Archive

The Sanctan marked man sat across the large desk from the Japanese man. They studied one another for several minutes before either one even spoke. The Asian broke the silence.

“Did you really think that changing your last name would stop us from finding you?” He started.

“Not for long. No.” the Sanctan replied tersely.

“Why would you do it in the first place?” The Japanese man replied angrily.

“I didn’t know if we were being hunted to extermination. First Edmund. Then Christopher. What would you do? What would you have me do?”

“Live up to your familial duties for one!” The Japanese man banged the flat of his hand on the desk.

“Well, you seem to be doing a pretty good job yourself. So I don’t think the Country needs a Dantes to run things.”

“I am a steward. Nothing more. The senate asked, and I answered the call. You’re right, this country does not need a coward to lead it.” The Japanese man stood up and turned his back to the Tersanctan, looking out the window, and placing his hands behind his back.

For several minutes the man looked out over the lake that stood outside the Office of the Executor.

“Perhaps I cannot thrust this position on you. But you are in my military, and as such, you will do as I say. Captain Alexander ‘Smythe’, you are no longer Captain.” He started.

“Yes sir.” The Tersanctan officer replied.

“You are now Brigadier General Alexander ‘Smythe’….Dantes. There is a new colony. Nova Castra, on the Gholgoth mainland. Do you know of it?”

Who hadn’t heard of the territorial claims? It all the press was talking about. They would have a landmass nearly equal to the size of the Motherland.

“Yes, sir.”

‘You are hereby appointed as its Governor-General. Your tenure is not over. And I think you should have a taste of what it means to serve your country before your contract is up.”

The Officer blinked.

“Yes,…sir.”

“Oh, just drop the pretense, Alex! What the hell? You’re a borderline deserter, and now ‘Yes, sir’ is all you can say to me? You’ve disappointed Tersanctus once. Do not do so again.”

“Yes, sir.” The officer replied, his face a mask hiding his boiling frustration.

‘Get the hell out of my office, Dantes. Oh, and you will be taking you real last name as well. Let the world know of your shame, and that a Dantes is running a part of Tersanctus again.”

The newly made General got up, and saluted the Executor, Shijin Kotomari, and took off in a professional walk. It wasn’t everyday someone was offered the reigns of national power.

TNN National News Broadcast

—other news, it turns out there is a Dantes relative, whom went into hiding after the deaths of Edmund Dantes and his Son in the recent past. He was an officer in the Imperial Trisagion Army, and has recently been appointed as the Governor-General to the new Nova Castra colony, obviously this had led to speculation that he may take his familial claim to the Executorship. While nothing official has been reported, an aide in the Office of the Executor has revelaed on the condition of anonymity that the former Captian Alexander Smythe was summoned before Executor Shijin Kotomari, what the two spoke of is unknown, but within two days a new Brigadier General Alexander Dantes was appointed as Governor-General.

The office was new, he could still smell the paint and drywall and concrete that was laid within that week within the capitol of Edmundsberg. Ironic that his dead cousin should bear the honor of the name of the capitol, and here he was barely settling in when the exponential problems of governing a new colony.

Shijin was right; he had let down Tersanctus once, and would not do so again. He couldn’t help but wonder if this position was Shijin grooming him for the throne. But he had told the truth, the Dantes Family had fell on hard times. He knew of a couple of others, distant relatives, but through intermarriage. He was the last true Dantes. His family had ruled Tersanctus for nearly Sixty Years, with the three year interim from Kotomari, as he had revealed in the offer, he considered it a stewardship and his duty.

The senate had chosen him because his honor and intelligence led him to lead the country to prosperity, not flaunt his position for himself. The Senate also knew that there was another Dantes, but he had gone into hiding during the Dictatorship of Christopher Dantes that the Templar had ended with a raid and a sword strike.


The burden of leadership. Only the Dantes’ and a few elite individuals seemed to understand it. They were why Tersanctus had prospered. There were exceptions of course.


Weeks passed, and the population was growing faster then they could build. Already there were popular Coffee shops, hotels, resorts, retreats. If there was one thing the Imperial Republic was good at, it was building quickly. Within a few years, Edmundsberg would be a sprawling Capitol in the colony.


Colony Map (http://chorrol.com/files/792/Tersanctan_Gholgoth_2.PNG)

OOC: To ask is there anyway others might join?

Puerto Nuevo, Colonial Naval Base
1230 hours, Naval Intelligence Branch

There was something new on the screen, the ensign assumed it to be another of the many fleets of Merchant Ships, but all things had to be cleared through the command. Though only a fool would attack in Gholgoth.

Puerto Nuevo, Colonial Naval Base
1315 hours, Joint Armed Forces Situation Room

“Gentleman. We have here what we suspect to be a Kraven Fleet off of Tersanctan Colonial Waters. I recommend we set the fleets on standby.” Said the Vice-Admiral, showing some satellite photos from Intel and Recon.

“Kraven fleets? Are you kidding? The Kravens haven’t been seen on the international scene for years!” scoffed an Army General.


“These are armed ships!”

“In a merchant fleet! Of course they are! What codes are they using?”

“Merchant….”

“And were on mainland Gholgoth, sirs, with all due respect even if this force was hostile, the Trisagion Armada can handle any threat thrown at it. We are using the latest in Naval technology and ships from the Kregeian Military, or did you all forget about the ‘Five year plan’ to modernize the military.”

“I think he has a point. There is no reason to scare off ships that trade with our neighbors and potentially us. This is a colony dependent on certain imports if you recall.”

“So, is there a consensus?”

“Leave it be. If there is an attack, it wouldn’t be done without declaration of war.”

The Generals and Admirals agreed and the fleets were left as is.

The Kraven fleet: Territorial waters of Tersanctus

The three Kraven fleets had been at sea for days, time spent preparing for war, regardless of the consequences their actions may have, the former Corporate forces were always on a constant state of readiness, preparing for war was something that Kraven excelled at...

The Fleet was made up with the intentions of Invasion, it was a battlefleet no mistaking it, various vessels of different classes ranging from the Gorgoroth Ultra Carrier, to the Subjugator Super Dreadnaught..

On board the Darkthrone II stood Reichmarshal Deitrich, he was known throughout the former regieme for being a Butcher, someone who killed without care or cause, he ensured that the word of Father was heard throughout the cities of Kraven and ensured that loyalty was absolute...

The air was heavy, it was heavy with the smell of Diesel fumes and heavy with the sense of dread that hung over a Kraven Invasion fleet...

"What is our Current position Captain?"

"We are nearing the port of Puertop Nuevo... Reichmarshal..."

"Very good, Once the fleets are in range inform me at once..."

"Very well Reichmarshal, are there any further orders?"

"Yes, Ready the Waffen KSP, I want them ready for deployment as soon as possible..."

The Reichmarshal looked through a set of binoculars, in the distance he could see the distant twinkle of street lights and those of peoples houses, he knew that they knew nothing of his existance, that the Kraven fleets no matter how large they were had entered these waters unknown, this was part of Kraven's prooving, its re-emergence, it wanted the world to know that Kraven was wearing its Jackboots once more, and it was doing it by invading a Gholgoth Colony...

Kraven wanted to be taken seriously again and this colony was going to be the sacrificial lamb to make its point...

Within an hour, the Captain returned... his uniform was crisp, clean and bore the twin hammers on his lapels, it showed that it was a Joint Operation, Invasion fleets always were and the uniforms were more of a egotistical gesture than anything else...

"Reichmarshal, we are in range, your orders?"

"Open Fire on the city, All weapons..."

"As you wish, Reichmarshal..."

"All Vessels, Target aquired, City, Bearing XXX-XXX-XXXX"

A chirp from one of the consoles, indicated to the Captain that all vessels had received and understood the orders, sirens began to wail, sounding outloud and echoing throughout the fleet, informing people on deck that battlestations had been reached and the fleet was preparing to open fire, massive deck guns swung into position as automated loaders sent shells slaming home into the breaches...

Instantly the fleet opened fire, great plumes of fire errupting from the barrels of 28 inch artillery peices, sending huge shells screaming into the night sky...

The first salvos from the Dreadnaughts began to errupt in the distance, followed by the smaller calibre weaponry from Destroyers, Battlecruisers and other various weaponry from the Kraven fleet...

VL Missiles, errupted from deck launchers and screamed towards specific targets, Hospitals, Rail networks and other vital places that will hamper the defence of the city...

Already, Waffen KSP Troopers climbed down into transport craft and Assault ships, while others loaded up into Aircraft for Paradeployment in and around the city, they were hyped up, Kraven Commissars stood on the decks bellowing orders and bellowing propaganda, ensuring that the Waffen KSP Troopers were crazed when they hit the beaches, it was one thing that made the KSP Feared they're soldiers were something else...

Others were taking battle stimulants, giving them a high and making them feel almost invulnerable, each of them clutched their assault rifles with a crazed look about them, some shook and others were shouting battle crys, stating that Victory was certain and Glory for Kraven...

While Commissars uttered the words of the Waffen KSP...

"GLORY FOR THE FIRST MAN TO DIE!"

More and more shells hit home, randomly striking the city, the Reichmarshal watched through binoculars, watching homes and buildings collapse under the torrent of fire, under the torrent of shells, Incendary weaponry exploded turning streets into a fire storm, while the Roar of military jets screeched across the fleet..

That signaled the Kraven Luftwaffe were engaging the city as well, fighterbombers climbing high into the sky before decending on the city and releasing the pay load, and then pulling out of dive, leaving a crater and a plume of fire and debry behind them...

Within two hours of Shelling and bombing the fleet went silent...

"Reichmarshal, We have completed the shelling, What are your orders?"

"Deploy the Waffen KSP..."

"As you wish Reichmarshal..."

OOC: To ask is there anyway others might join?

Ohs No sorry this is a conflict RP between me and a unnamed player who wants to make a triumphant return. Player on Player only. No allies.

Hell.

There was no other term for it.

The once bustling new port city of Puerto Nuevo populated at nearly 56 Million Colonists went from idyllic to a raging inferno in a matter of minutes, and when that first blow changed everything, they continued.

The small fleet defending the city commenced an attack as soon as they could. It was to little avail. What damage they could inflict was quickly returned fivefold, in torpedos, missiles and aircraft. It was quickly decimated.

The streets once paved, was now smoldering shell craters. Glass was broken from mighty skyscrapers from the sound shock, cars were overturned, crashed into one another from the panic to escape. But there was no escape.


People ran to hide indoors, the sounds of the military sirens drowned in with the wails of the wounded. Fires illuminated the darkness that had been brought to the city by the black smoke of destruction.

While the Tersanctan Military Battle Net went online strangling the servers with damage reports, the estimate was 45% of the city destroyed after the barrage, with casualties in the millions.

The outlying Military Bases scrambled to action, the Colonial Milita could not believe that this was happening, as the Armored personnel carriers were loaded, it was the belief that this was all just a drill.

The Invasion fleet was so big, that the response from the defending vessels nearby was pitiful, the Shells from the defenders struck various areas of the fleet but with the defence formation being as well prepared as it was, it had very little impact...

One vessle had been crippled however by the attack and limped into the centre of the fleet where service craft began trying to repair the damage...

Instantly the others nearby opened fire, with torpedoes and other various means of crippling vessels, Anti shipping shells were loaded into the breaches of guns and fired with gusto, each shell had a large tungsten penetrator tip that was designed to peel away the armour as the shell struck home, the last few seconds before impact, rocket assist boosters activated driving the shell through the armour and into the centre of the ship where a delayed fuse ignited and detonated, gutting the vessel from the inside...

These were highly effective due to the nature and design of vessels, once the ammo stores had been hit, many of the vessels began to explode with secondary blasts, sending smoke and debry high into the air...

The Fleet returned its attention back towards the city, now that the defenders had disengaged to lick their wounds...

Craft now sped towards the beach lines, with craft already touching the sands, and others landing at the jeties on the docks, Troopers wearing Flectarn cammoflauge and sporting Stahlhelms and jackboots thundered along the dockside, their weapons were ready and instantly, they began barking orders at Dock workers who were trying to help the wounded...

A rifle butt connected with the face of a dock worker sending him sprawling to the ground, others just simply opened fire, while the wounded were introduced to the sole of a Jackboot heel, breaking their skulls and killing them outright...

Those that hit the beaches, stormed uptowards the streets... People were crying, kneeling over the bodies of their loved ones when the Waffen KSP hit the streets, their weapons opened fire, cutting down people as though they were simply paper, screams continued to echo in the night as the report of Assault rifles broke the otherwise bizzare still of night...

Two Troopers broke into a house, and began shouting orders, they forced the surviving occupants of the house outside and onto their knees where others had been brought, around thirtyfive people had been clustered around the square, where an officer a KSP Captain walked up the line of people with a pistol, He began to cooly and calmly execute random people from the line up, at which point psychopathic KSP Troopers strung the corpses from lamp posts, hanging signs around their necks with the words...

"He Resisted Kraven"

"She Disobeyed Kraven"

Paratroopers were being deployed accross the city, they too began rounding up people into the streets and they too were brutalized by the KSP Soldiers, each of the Families that were dragged outside had one member of the family shot, and strung up outside the home...

While this was happening other elements of the KSP began setting up roadblocks, using burnt out cars and other obstacles to prevent defending forces from attacking...

The Luftwaffe fighter bombers began picking on military targets, flying low over the city and strafing anything that moved, Cars, Trucks, anything that looked like it might be ferrying soldiers was hit, the Luftwaffe was trying to deny the enemy army the luxury of movement...

Heavy machine guns were deployed in buildings at chokepoints and areas that were wide open and good killing fields, while others set up traps, trip mines, handgrenades primed under the corpses of children, designed to attacked soldiers to the corpses hoping the child may still be alive...

The same for wounded people, they were put into the streets where snipers and marksmen waited for the soldiers to arrive, medics to rush up and for the ensuing chaos to continue...

Kraven was making its mark on the city already...

Quickly however, Armour began to roll up onto the beaches, light Kraven Diablo battle tanks, designed for urban combat, moved forwards, while mobile artillery started to take up positions where the Luftwaffe aircraft could spot targets of opportunity and radio them back to the Artillery...

The City would soon be locked down under Kravens Jackbooted Heel...

The APC’s rolled into aerial assaults the destroyed many of them. While the newest armor made a Trisagion Soldier nearly immune to small arms fire, this was anti-personnel explosion that struck with absolute precision like a homicidal surgeon.

The order came to disembark and the soldiers exited the APC’s and made progress forward on foot in small teams and squads, the TERBATNET link gave them an LCD screen on their wrists to determine others position.

The squads began to blink off the screen as the made there way through the ruined streets and smoldering wreckage. The sounds of the Agrandov Model K28 rifles roared against the foreign gunpower, explsions from both sides were heard.

Grenadiers with fire teams engaged enemy units where they could using cars and walls for cover, many were pinned down and eliminated.

Soldiers saw atrocities they couldn’t believe. It was one thing to kill a civilian, another to desecrate their corpses swinging in the winds of war from the street lights. Tanks fired onto the position, as the Mechanized and Armored infantries came in second and third was, progress was made then lost just as easily, as the Kravens came for invasion.

Long hours of fighting led to the divisions retreating when it was obvious that this was a one sided fight. The battle of Puerto Nuevo had been all but lost.

In the capitol a few hundred miles to the west, in Edmundsberg, the Governor-General Alexander Dantes, was in session with commanders from the three branches, The reports flying in were unbelievable.

Puerto Nuevo was lost. A few Military outposts could hold out for a few days, but not much longer. Sanctus was aware of the situation, and reinforcements were being assembled. But even in the dire situation they were at least three weeks away, and the Kraven were less then one week away.

“Damn it!.” The Governor fumed.

“What resources do we have left?”

“Two fleets. One to the north of Puerto Nuevo, the other to the east of us. Both are en route to a safe distance to convene and attack on orders. The Armada, Army and Avion Corps are reporting in at 135,000 strong. Sir, you also have you’re Shang Shao Templar Guard. 20,000 men ready to die on your word.”

“We need a strategy. Suggestions?”

“The enemy will be on us in a week. If the capital falls, Nova Castra falls. We need to engage them on their own turf.”

“Attack them where they’re strongest? That’s suicde!”

“We weren’t prepared then, we are now.”

“Sir. I suggest we occupy Hansen Valley, a point between Puerto Nuevo and Edmundsberg. We have enough Armored Brigades and Avion units to incinerate anything these assholes throw at us. Leave a prepared Division of the Miltia in the city, and after we bombard them, have the Templar engage them.”

“Yes. I will lead the assault myself. The protection of Nova Castra was my responsibility, and one that I have thus failed in. It will stop here. Or I will die trying.”

The City was Kraven's, Banners flew above the government buildings and order was quickly restored through the brutal and efficient ways that Kraven operated...

People were rounded up into Prison camps, they were simply large road sections that had sandbags and barbed wire placed along them, simply cordoning off the rest of the street, Waffen KSP guards stood watching the prisoners with heavy machine gun emplacements and various other weaponry.

Tempory spot lights had been set up to ensure that no one could sneak out during the hours of darkness.

"Why are we being held here" People cried to the guards, who simply ignored them, Reichmarshals of lower rank stood with them, observing the prisoners, while this was a different Kraven, many of their methods remained the same...

"Once we have pacified and locked down the city, you will be allowed to return to your homes, this city is now under Kraven Jurisdiction and you are subject to Kraven Laws.." The Reichmarshal bellowed in reply..

Overhead, fighter bomber jets screamed overhead running sorties to the Capital city of the Tersacan Colony, they would run bombing missions on key areas, hitting religious temples, hospitals, schools, universities, government buildings, military bases, any target of opportunity that presented themselves...

They would deploy rockets, bombs and on their return flight strafe the roads with heavy machine guns, it was Kravens intention to force the people to order the government to surrender to the armed forces of Kraven, they could keep up the bombing as the Luftwaffe was currently enjoying air superiority...

but still, to be sure, the first target at the City were the airfields, if any in the hopes of smashing the airforce on the ground, or preventing aircraft from landing at civilian airports and resupplying the people or landing re-enforcments...

Heavy battle tanks rolled up the beaches, massive steel mats had been layed down to prevent the sand from bogging down the large machinery, while at the same time Kraven began to deploy heavy infantry, Capitol Police to use as shock troops should they be needed, they almost robotic movements of the Capitol Police made them seem more than human, a Man Machine, something else and something as equally sinister..

"The beach-head has been established and our forces are deploying in large numbers, We will be ready to move out of the city and into the outlying country side in 24 hours.."


"Very well, Captain... increase our aircover over the Capital city and open negotiations with the Government of the colony, after 24 hours worth of bombardment i'm sure they will be willing to negotiate..."


"As you wish Reichmarshal..."


The Wehrmacht Reich of The Kraven Corporation

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We wish to begin talks about the Unconditional Surrender of your Colony to the Armed Forces of the Kraven Wehrmacht, you have 24 Hours to respond.

Reichmarshal Deitrich
Commander of the Kraven Invasion Force
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The message came almost as soon as the groundshaking bombardment. While Puerto Nuevo had been taken by surprise, the Capital had enough time to mount a defense and rally their troops, however meager.

The defense, formidable by lesser nations standards were not being plyed against a lesser Nation. Here stood a militaristic nation intent upon the Conquering of the colony, that matched the Motherlands military, if not exceeded it in aspects.

Even the commanders had to have a grudging respect for the efficiency of the Kraven War Machine. Attempting to maintain their air superiority, they bombarded the Air Bases especially. The skies flashed with flak, anti aircraft fire, and SAM missles. Some Kraven planes were hit, some Avion Corps planes were hit. The attack was enough to reduce Nova Castras inventory of planes by a significant number, perhaps 35-45%. But they still had enough to launch an offensive.

The 86 Million population was holding out, even with the destruction of a few hospitals, schools, and the destruction of a Shang Shao Temple only seemed to fuel the peoples resolve. It was more of a psychological war than anything, and the inspiration of the people, the Templar Guard led many of the civilian protection operations while they prepared to either defend the city or attack the forign devils. They existed for nothing else then the protection of Tersanctus and the Imperial Republic. Communications were damaged, but the TERBATNET system wasn’t aboveground, it was a series of sattelties that convened in the motherland deep within the protective stone of the Shinzo Golanus Mountains,

Alexander Dantes conferred with his Commanders. The damage reports were flying in from all over the city. Casualties both civilian and military were in the tens of thousands, the air fields were in bad shape, but they could still be used. And now, the Kraven wanted to speak of unconditional surrender.

“The Wisdom of Kungshao tells us that Fear and Anger are two sides of the same coin. Either way, the judgment of our enemies is clouded. We can use these talks to our advantage.” Spoke the Templar Commander Meikio Shiarai.

Alex listened as he laid out his strategy.

2 Hours later, a message was sent to the Kraven Command.

Kraven Military Command

Your offer for talks has been accepted. We will meet you at the supplied coordinates. Under Military Tradition, you are advised to cease all attacks during this time, as are we.

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Alexander Dantes
Governor-General of Nova Castra

The talks had only just started and already the Generals of the Wehrmacht were trying to intimidate the delegates from the enemy government, they had arrived in a large convoy of wheeled APC's and a small bodyguard of Capitol Police Troopers, it was an attempt to intimidate the enemy into surrendering quickly and easily...

It was always said that the Kraven diplomacy was nothing more than thinly veiled threats and intimidation, today however this was more true than ever...

The General commanding the advance, a ReichsturmKommandant stood up next to the table, glaring at the representatives of the opposing army...

"We have layed down our demands, We want the full and unconditional surrender of this Colony to the armed forces of the Kraven Wehrmacht.." The ReichsturmKommandant looked at each of the delegates before going on...

"Our forces are primed and ready to continue the advance, you could save a lot of peoples lives today by signing over a declaration of Surrender to the Kraven Forces, or... you can prolong this conflict and shed a lot of your own blood on this soil... It is your choice Commander...."

The General sat down, behind him the Capitol Police who were guarding stood ready, the rythmic breathing could be heard through the filters and air exchange systems, but each of them had an air of inhumanity that not only filled the Kraven Generals with fear, but more than likely those of the delegates from Tersacan...

To the unflinching nerve of the Templar Commandant, he knew scare tactics when he saw them. Bu the civilian army officials were a bit unnerved, including Alexander Dantes. But he knew what had to be done.

"This land is claimed in the name of Tersanctus. And because you sucker punch us, you assume we are cowards, you assume we are weak? Any man may strike a meditating monk, but he need be aware of the consequence. You are programmed, a machine that feels no fear. So you need not heed my words, but everything you have done here, is for naught, you have placed yourself in noose, and you will not feel it tighten until it is too late. Consider this your fair warning to leave these shores now, lest you say that unlike yourselves, Tersanctus has no honor."

The Templar Commandant, dressed in a modern combat armor, that was something akin to an ancient knight or samurai, with a cloth poncho-like adornment that carried upon it the motif of the Dragon and Sword, and the typical Teresanctan markings of light green eyes and tan skin, with the Shang Shao traditional braid.

"There is no such thing as a Tersanctan who would choose subjugation over freedom Kraven mongrel! The Templar and the Free peoples of her republic stand ready! Please, I beg of you to come to Edmundsberg, face the hunger of the Tiger, and the fury of the Dragon! You think that the rest of us shall give in to your scare tactics? No you fool, you bombard us, and yet I stand here to tell you, that you need these talks only because you are scared, scared that you have chosen the wrong peoples, scared to pit your pathetic forces against the might of a true warrior race!"

The ReichsturmKommandant laughed, he rocked back in his chair and mockingly held his sides, the others smirked and then as suddenly as he had begun he stopped, he was about to speak when the Reichmarshal stepped forwards...

"Do you know who I am?" The Reichmarshal began, but it was simply a rehtorical question, he didn't really care if they knew who he was or didn't but he continued anyway...

"I am Reichmarshal Hammerstein, and I command the elements of the 13th Waffen KSP battalion. If you choose to continue the fight against our forces and demand blood shed then that is what you will get... Kraven is renowned for its brutality and today is nothing different, If we have to force your hand then we will begin the systematic Extermination of all Civilians in the city of Puerto Nuevo..." The Reichmarshal paused letting his words sink in...

"And do not think for a second we will hesitate in performing these acts.... Billions of people have died under the heel of the Kraven Secret Police... your people will be nothing more than a blip in comparison...And it will not stop there... it will continue at your Capital... you have been Warned..."

The General looked at the Reichmarshal with disgust, even though they were on the same side, working for the same goals, they were different in so many ways, While the General was a soldier, the Reichmarshal was a butcher and nothing more...

In the old regieme the Reichmarshals oversaw the extermination of millions of people, running death camps and ensuring that Kraven's laws were followed, however at the fall of Father and the rise of the Secret Police, they had gained power, power like nothing before, the Secret police had risen from a paramilitary force into a fully fledge fighting force, they were heavily armed and armoured and capable of far... far more attrocities than ever before....

"Then let the Gods of War be praised in your blood. Many have said this to the Templar, and yet we fight in this day still." The Templar Commandant said leaving the tent. The Generals leaving behind him, all to happy to leave the presence of the Kraven War Machine.

Alexander Dantes, the Governor-General was the last to leave, he stood for several seconds staring at the gleeful face of the Reichsmarshall, who was all to happy to return with an intimidating stare.

But Alex wasn't trying to intimidate, he was looking at the face of evil, he thought. To see the twisted soul of black emptiness in a man. Someone who had replaced all that was good with all that was wrong.

I cant help the people of Puerto Nuevo now. I have to send millions to their death with this plan. How am I any different then this man to make such a choice? Kungshao, guide me with your wisdom, your peoples need you now more then ever... He thought to himself.

Hansen Valley, untamed wilderness.

The plan was to move when the Kraven Wehrmacht would hopefully honor the temporary ceasefire with the Talks, and the armored and artillery brigades marched out covertly to the steep walls, covering their vehicles in camo netting, and within copses of trees. Nothing electrical was activated until the order came through on the secure TERBATNET.
Perhaps 30,000 men with 400 Tanks, 500 Howitzers Cannons, and 400 Mobile SAM and STS stations were set up. Several Sniper positions were set up, Grenadier Fire Teams took covert positions just under the range of fire.

Avion Corps Air Fields

The planes were readied for take off at a moments notice. Spectre Gunships were loaded, E-18G Growler EW Fighters were prepared, and the squadrons were ready to carpet bomb the floor of the valley.

Hansen Valley, plateau leading to Edmundsberg.

The Mechanized Intfantry, and Armored Escort Brigade with the Templar Guard prepared for a war. 60,000 Troops would be lead by the Templar Vanguard to clean up the mess.

Now it was just a matter of waiting...

The Kraven Generals studied the maps carefully, they knew fullwell that the terrain did not suit their style of combat, Kraven specialised in mobile blitzkrieg assaults that lasted at least a few hours and at most a day, in the case of the city of Pueto Nuevo, it lasted only a few hours...

The Generals knew that their forces would have to pass through a valley that was sure to house anti tank batteries and other assorted weaponry, they knew to that this was their only way from Pueto Nuevo to the Capital City of the colony...

"This makes things difficult, its going to slow us down dramatically.." One general spoke, his voice had an air of authority showing that he'd seen this happen time and time again..

"I suggest... sending feeler units forwards, a couple of Panzer Divisions with Panzergrenadier support and perhaps a few units from the Waffen KSP, if we sweep through the valley first, we may be able to scout the area first..." Another General spoke, he was of lower rank, a HauptsturmFuhrer...

"Standard Procedure would dictate? Hauptsturmfuhrer..." The Reichmarshal spoke with a sinister tone...

"That any resistance is met by sustained artillery barrage for a number of days as the Commanding Officer of the operation sees fit.." he replied as though he'd spoken it a thousand times before, but the Reichmarshal looked dubious...

"Im not convinced... I'm expecting them to have a large force present in the valley, its a key choke point... they will probably remain low until a large enough force is present to warrant the revealing of hidden units..." The Reichmarshal spoke with a purpose to his voice, you could almost hear the cogs of his mind ticking over as he came up with his plan...

"Open up a second front, Move the 2nd invasion fleet of the east coast of the colony and launch a ground invasion against the Capital... that way, if our losses in the Valley are heavy with still have the colony by a strangle hold..." The Reichmarshal finished by pointing a the map of the colony at the chokepoints and at Kraven's own choke point that it was going to wring the neck of the colony with...


The Generals all looked at each other and glared at the Reichmarshal, even though they were of higher rank, the Reichmarshals were the Political Commissars of the Kraven mandate and could at whim execute anyone they deemed unfit for duty..


"Are we agreed then gentlemen?" The Reichmarshal spoke almost in mocking tones...

"Yes we are Agreed... Commander..." The ReichsturmKommandant turned to a lower ranking officer from the Kraven Naval arm and gave him his instructions...

"Inform the 2nd Invasion fleet, to move to Co-ordinates XX-XX-XXXX-XX and prepare the Invasion force..."

"As you wish ReichsturmKommandant..." He turned and quickly left...


Outside the City of Pueto Nuevo (Currently Renamed City A13)

Units of the Panzergrenadiers moved forwards with a large Kraven Panzer Mrk8behind them, its large treads made deep grooves in the soft earth, but the powerful twin V8 engines roared onwards despite the condition of the terrain, large plumes of black smoke eminated from the twin exhaust ports at the rear of the vehicle, and the Kraven tank commander sat out of his Copula, surveying the horizon with a pair of black binoculars...

"Panzer Driver, Forward... Speed steady..."

"Aye Commander" The Driver responded, showing he understood the command...

The Panzergrenadiers were heavy infantry, they bore large calibre assault rifles, carried stick grenades and were backed up by squad automatic weaponry, their flectarn cammoflauge was perfect for this kind of terrain and their germanic style Stahlhelms provided them with ample protection against shrapnel and other debry...

they continued forwards, moving swiftly and with caution, while all the time Panzer Tank Commanders watched for movements of enemy armour and were ready to engage with at a moments notice, each of their gunners were ready to load and fire in a matter of seconds, working like a well oiled machine that was programmed to do this from birth...

There was something to be said for tank crews that had worked together for years, rather than Capitol Police tank crews that didn't have the ability to bond, the fluidity of human nature, they just carried out their tasks with systematic devotion to the completion of the task, Kraven tank crews were now something to be feared....

Still the Advance continued...

The sniper hidden in the bushes convened with the Recon Scout, but knew what he was reporting even before he said it. The Kraven were coming. He felt the rumble of the advancing war machine in the ground.

The TERBATNET made realtime simulation of the advancing units. It seemed small for an attack force, but these heavy armor units were likely the first wave to shell the city. If they got in range of the Mechanized infantry, or the capital it would be over before it began.

As the units advanced to within range of the artillery units, the order was given.

The sniper took in the Panzgrenadiers face in his sights as he whispered “For Puerto Nuevo, you Kraven Bastard.” and pulled the trigger.

The units in the valley felt what Puerto Nuevo had felt, as man made thunder rang out across the valley, the howitzers roared, the missiles streaked in white hot tails, being fired with high accuracy toward the Kraven Units.

The bombardment wouldn’t stop until they had obliterated the attacking force was decimated….

The forces of Kraven had advanced quickly, and were making good ground towards the valley, this was a recon force, small enough to be mobile but big enough to handle anything that it came across...

The warning was not nearly long enough, within seconds the hidden Artillery from the valley opened fire, the report of the guns echoed throughout the rocky sides of each mountain channeling it towards the troops that advanced, even as the first shells began to rain down on the recon force, Soldiers had already taken cover where they could...

The Panzers however didn't fair so well, a few had been hit directly and had caused ammunition to cook off sending shrapnel and stray rounds buzzing into the air, thick acrid smoke billowed into the air while the other tanks nearby tried to steer around it, unfortuantly the narrow passage through the valley caused more problems than enough and it was decided that the forces of the Wehrmacht couldn't afford to loose too many Panzers in such a small engagement...

Quickly another tank exploded in a ball of fire and shrapnel, while the bodies of panzergrenadiers stood helplessly next to the vehicle were lifted high into their air, shrapnel tearing at their flesh and killing them instantly, the majority of the damage done by the wave of air sent hurtling towards them by the explosion, the concusion wave smashing their internal organs and leaving their bloodied bodies a few hundred yards away...

The others fell by, but by now, elements of the units hidden in the valley had begun to open fire, and in response the Wehrmacht Panzergrenadiers hunkered down and returned fire, their precision accurate firing hammered up the valley towards the defenders of this foreign soil...

The squad commanders knew that soon they would be beaten by a foe that has the advantage of high ground, a radio man was brought forth and quickly a message sent back to forward command that had now set itself up in the city of Pueto Nuevo...

"Reporting... Forward recon units engaged in heavy fire fights and artillery barrage, request Support... over?"

The radio operator responded swiftly, he'd been given his orders by the Hauptsturmfuhrer and sent the message swiftly and as concisely as possible..

"Understood Forwards, pull back to Position XX-XX-XX and await further orders... Over"

"Understood Command, Forwards Out..."
Quickly units began to fall back, using a staggered fire formation that allowed one unit to fall back while the others gave covering fire, leapfrogging back to the co-ordinates relayed from Command...

Outside the city of Puevo Nuevo

Large calibre 203mm artillery peices were locking onto their targets using recon intelligence gathered by the forward recon units earlier in the morning, the gunners adjusted the huge artillery pieces that were placed along the perimeter of the city as instructed to do so by the Reichmarshal of the Waffen KSP, each of the gunners cranked handles and checked maps and adjusted the weapons accordingly, taking into account the variables surrounding long range barrages...

The first of the gigantic shells were loaded, rocket assisted HE AB Fragmentation weaponry,(High Explosive Air Burst) shells designed specifically to clear out an entrenched foe, the shell once fired and upon reaching the target detonates above the ground by a few feet, sending shrapnel flying about the valley, what didn't kill men outright would wound them on the richoet, allowing Kraven to get the best kill ration it could with such an indescriminate weapon...

While at the same time, Interceptors from the Kraven fleet began patrolling the skies, protecting the fighter bombers that were now sent to attack the Valley and assist in clearing a way for the Recon Task force, the Luftwaffe's targets were the Artillery peices, however, High in orbit sattelites tasked with picking up the Artillery pieces were also set to work, locating and picking them out for effective counter batter and air strikes...

Live Film Footage: Pueto Nuevo

The screen flickered a few times, broken occasionally by static and the hissing sound of white noise, the camera's lense focused in on something slighter further away and through the blur came the shapes of people, Women, Children... Men... the old and the young, lined up against the wall of a building, each of them with their hands behind their heads and each of the wailing, crying out loud.. loud enough for the camera to hear...

An officer, his uniform jet black, no mistaking him as an officer of the diabolical Waffen KSP stood forwards, the rank and file men stood in a line next to him was unimstakable as a Firing squad...

"This is an example, to those that resist and Oppose the Kraven Wehrmacht, your Government had been warned this would happen but they heeded not... Remember this in your final moments that Your Government are the Judge and Jury and we... Mearly the Executioners..." he paused letting it sink into the ears of those before him and those who no doubt would be watching the video...

"Squad.....ACHTUNG!"

Instantly, the firing squad came to attention, the stood ready and waiting for the next order...

"BEREITES!" The weapons of the squad were brought up to the shoulders of each of the men, and they took careful aim, each of the rifles trained on the back of a civilian's head...

"FEUER!" instantly, the rifles sounded off in unision, and instantly each of the civilians before them slumped to the ground, a bullet lodged somewhere in their skulls, without thinking the officer calmly walked along the line with his .50cal desert eagle and put another round into the back of their heads, ensuring that any that might have survived were now dead...

This was a different Kraven alright, they were no longer the brutal murderers they were before, now they were systematic, the lined them up and gave commands instead of letting the unholy Capitol Police run amok among the civilians shooting and maiming at will...

There would be a new reign of Terror across the land and soon people would loath and fear a new name among the world... The Waffen KSP...

Alexander had been angry before. But this…this was nothing. Tears of rage fell down his cheeks, while Commandant Shirai held him back with an unflinching resolve. No one in the room could tell him to calm down, no one thought him weak. The monitor was shut off, and Alex still wanted to run his fist through it.

“The irrationality of Military Rationale. Those people in Puerto Nuevo were already dead Alex. But they would all give their lives to save the Thrice Holy Lands. Victory comes at sacrifice. Are the men, who even now give their lives in the valley any less heroic in their deeds? They live to serve, the die to protect their governor, not for a paycheck, but for a belief, a belief they are part of something greater then themselves, a belief that you must live to lead them to a victory.”

“Victory…” Alex said in a quiet sobbing tone. “…at the cost of my soul.”

“At the cost of your innocence. There can be none now. Welcome to the world.”

He stared at the monitor for several seconds. “What is the situation?”

“The Forward Recon has been halted. But we’ve revealed our positions. A general retreat has been issued, the mechanized infantry and Armored Artillery Brigades are yet to be fired upon or revealed according to the TERBATNET, the Avion Corps are on standby for a an aerial strike on a second wave. The Armada Fleets are on standby for missile strikes, if we can cripple their attack force just enough, we can hold the city until the reinforcements from Tersanctus arrive.”

On board the ITAS Stalker-Class Attack Submarine The Concerto

“Sir?” the EWS spoke through the system mic.

“What is it?” the Submarine Commander spoke in slight static.

“Sir, surveillance is picking up major disturbances on the surface. It fits the profile of a large fleet moving in.”

There was a moment of silence.

“The information is coming through the TERBATNET satellite imaging, it a Kraven Attack Force.”

“I’m going to confer with the Fleet Admiral, but be ready for an attack order.”

“Yes, sir.” The EWS replied engaging the silent alert protocol in the subs systems.

Aboard the Dreadnaught Flagship, “Arkhanglesk III”

The Fleet Admiral looked over the specs, it wasn’t good. The large fleet was moving in, and he had to hold off a grizzly bear with a slingshot. They weren’t supposed to be attacked in Gholgoth Territory. Noone would be so bold, but these weren’t Goths.

“Contact the Concerto, tell them to use their Trident 4 EMP Warhead. The Fleet wont attack if their escorts are disabled, I doubt that it will do much to their HVU’s, but it will affect their aircraft, and smaller ships. If we get into a fistfight with these mother’s it will be the end of our coastal defense of Edmundsberg.”

The Concerto, Stalker Class Submarine

The submarine surfaced in the dark blue torrent of the ocean. The missile doors opened, and a firestreak raced into the sky, almost achieving orbital status in minutes, stage three completed.

The missile raced to the earths surface heading with precise computer guidance to the attack fleet of Kraven War Machine.

Achieving nearly supersonic speeds, the warhead broke apart into eight warheads creating an even spread across the watery city of the Kraven Ships.

With an EMP blast equaling that of a nuclear bomb, the Electromagnetic Pulse bathed the fleet with its magnetic resonance.


Hansen Valley, Artillery Brigade, Mobile Command Center

Electronic Countermeasure were pointless, the shelling and the Air to Surface stirkes were taking them out, in mere minutes 40% of the units were disabled. The command center had declared a retreat, all part of the plan.

What units could be salvaged, were, what was destroyed was left behind.

Snipers still in hiding kept hidden, those bombed or found by the Kraven Troops fired as many rounds as they could into them before being fired into themselves.

“Let the second wave come…” said the Templar Vanguard Commandant.


A popular song by Judas Priest was sung quietly by a small Fireteam.

No man can quell the suffering
The hell and all the grief it brings
Our life is almost over no there's
nothing more
We feel the pain is everywhere
It comes and roars

Gods of war
Judge and jury
Gods of war
Pain and fury now

We must hold this threat
From such panic yet
There will come a time
When we'll be saved
Our resilient heart
To confound defeat yeah!

Out of purgatory
Unto victory
We shall overcome
The war they staged
Through unyielding power
In the darkest hour
They will retreat

2nd Kraven Battlefleet "Fleet: Red October"


The fleet was already on high alert, it was an invasion fleet and numerous fleets of the same class before them had, had to defend themselves against defensive fleets trying to prevent the glorious forces of Kraven from landing upon their shores, as such the radar systems of each vessel sprung to life with the indication of a submarine breaking the surface...

Sonar had picked the vessel up long ago, but the fleet Commander had deemed it none threatening and had ordered his fleet to plough on regardless, instantly warning beacons came online once the ship had launched its missile, the trajectory took it high into the air and within a few minutes had brought it crashing back down upon the fleet...

It must be noted that while Kraven fleets were excellent invasion vectors, they were also designed specifically to hold off against missile attacks, utilising dedicated CIWS vessels and sporting various weaponry on each of the larger capital ships designed to prevent these kinds of attacks...

Instantly counter measures were launched from the various vessels kitted out for this kind of attack, the missile that was incoming however broke off in to several smaller warheads, making the job of the CIWS system harder...

Although more difficult several of the smaller warheads were destroyed by counter batteries that caused them to fall harmlessly into the sea after failing to detonate correctly..

The others... they exploded above the vessels covering them in EMP resonance, instantly disableing the smaller vessels and causing the larger ones to shudder slightly as emergency systems came online...

Transports began to drift helplessly as their computer systems went offline and communications went down, already however the larger assault crafts began powering up thier diesel engines, while communicating with the larger battleships and Carriers using Semaphore codes...

"All systems, Report.." The Commander of the Subjugator class Superdreadnaught "The Annihilator" spoke to his crewmen who stood around him...

"Our own vessel is functioning as normal Commander, however some of the smaller vessels, our Cruisers and transports have been disabled, we have a few destroyers left that escaped the detonations, but overall 45% of the fleet has been incapacitated..." The crewman spoke listing off from a peice of paper..

"Hmmm, Very good, Order the fleet all ahead full, I want maximum speed to the Landing zones, and order out Counter Weaponry to target the submarine that launched at us and sink it..."

"Aye Commander..."

Sirens wailed outside the various vessels as each and everyone of them began to pull away at an increased speed, leaving behind those that had been crippled to defend themselves while they awaited the repair vessels..

Reichmarshal Deitrich's Command Centre, Pueto Nuevo

"They've done what?" The Reichmarshal bellowed...

"Yes Herr Reichmarshal, they've disabled some of the fleet using an EMP multiple warhead missile system, we've taken some damage but the bulk of the fleet is forging ahead..."

"Very good" The Reichmarshal mused for a moment, before coming to his decision...

the thoughts whirled through his head in seconds, He could shoot more civilians but already he'd made the impact he wanted, he wanted them to know that Kraven wasn't messing around... but what could he do now... yes that was it...

The Reichmarshal began to laugh, slowly at first just a chuckle, but then a laugh that showed he was pleased with what he'd come up with...

Live Video Footage

"Look! People of the Tersanctus Colony! Look at how the Glorious Kraven liberators have been attacked by the foolish forces of your government, a cowardly attack using EMP Devices to disable our vessels has failed and look! Look how our fleet forges onwards..." The camera panned across a fully operational fleet, it wasn't fleet that had been hit by the EMP weapon but non the less to the untrained eye... it looked exactly the same...

The Camera panned across the faces of Kraven naval crewmen who laughed and joked and others who sang songs about how the brave Kraven navy was going to liberate another country and show them the glory of Kraven...

"Even now our brave forces fight on, Never surrendering, Never retreating... Continueing the struggle against those that seek to harm us and always hoisting that Kraven banner high!" The announcer sounded like he was extremely proud of what he was saying, as though he was given the honour to put Kraven's actions into words...

"FUR DEM REICH! FUR DEM VOLK! FUR DEM REICHFUHRER!"

The words echoed into the distance as the screen went black and was replaced by the Eagle of Kraven... a potent symbol of propaganda and the sinister evil that was Kraven...


Forward Recon Elements, Hansen Valley

Panzergrenadiers had taken casualties, field medics tended to the wounded the best they could while others carried away people on stretchers, Kraven artillery still pounded the hillside and Kraven fighter bombers still targeted and harrassed the units that were retreating out of the valley...

More and more shells rained down on their positions those still holding ground would be blown clear before the Panzergrenadiers would move up and clear the way bit by bit...

The fighter bombers continued to relay co-ordinates back to the artillery so that even the units that were retreating from the valley got no reprise, Rocket assisted rounds gave the weaponry increased range but a smaller payload, opting instead for a HE round instead of an air burst... the artillery had been pounding away for at least a day now and still there was no sign of it letting off yet...

The gun crews rotated in shifts, allowing a gun crew to rest up for a few hours before going back at it and continueing the bombardment, one this is for sure it looked like Kraven had no intention of going through the valley, but rather leveling it flat with artillery then driving straight over what was left...

Meanwhile however, the Waffen KSP had surged up the valley after the retreating forces, they stormed onwards lobbing stick grenades into fox holes and taking wild shots with their assault rifles while all the time roaring battlecrys in a bid to shake the enemy into surrendering...

The Waffen KSP were given drugs before battles to boost their state of mind to make them belive that the final victory was certain and to give them a sense that nothing could stop them... each of them surged forwards through their own artillery, taking cover where they could and then pushing onwards, bayonets drawn and their assault rifles being fired wildly from one hand...

many had fallen but this did not prevent them from fighting, none of them noticed they just kept going and going with an inhuman purpose a fury that was not their own but chemicaly induced...

Soon the defenders of the Tersanctus Colony would learn to fear the mad men of the Waffen KSP...

The Second wave of Soldiers soon swarmed through the embattled valley, taking what they thought was a retreat from the Tersanctans. But it was all….part of the plan.

The capital of Edmundsburg stood as a remade fortress, the militia was all over the city, every square inch of its borders were blockaded or guarded from secure positions. Anti aircraft and anti missile batteries were now up and online. Tanks rolled through every street of the city. Puerto Nuevo had not been nearly as protected, if the bastards were going to take the Capital they would have to earn it the hard way. As it turned out, much of the new lands of the colony were granted to ex-reservists and other servicemen, who either volunteered or were conscripted and soon a small rag-tag militia of 12,000 men were able to bolster the standing army 40,000 that defended the city.

To the seas south of the capital, the anxious fleet commander awaited results from the damage report. To his dismay, the attack wasn’t quite as effective as he had hoped. And the landing party sighted on the satellites was exactly what they were hoping to avoid.

“Dammit! Order airstrikes! Contact the vice admirals, and tell them we need fire support! If they establish a beachhead, the capital is screwed!”

Three minutes later, five squadrons of bombers and bomber escorts were en route to the beach head, whilst the Dreadnaught targeted and launched five tomahawk missles at the landing crew.

“Contact the Concerto, tell them to fire another missile at the fleet.”

“Sir the Concerto confirms disabled vessels standing by at the point of contact. The rest of the fleet have disembarked to the coast.”

“They left their own men behind? Kraven bastards. But it an opportunity we cant afford not to take. Have the Concerto fire everything its got at both of the fleets. Neutron is authorized, but not Nuclear. Is that clear?”

The sub surfaced once more, the missile bays opened, Threeof the intended ten missiles launched, three at the disabled fleet, and two at the coastal fleet, before a antisubmarine stealth craft destroyed the sub with three well placed torpedoes.

“The craft has been destroyed, missiles were fired. Repeat, missiles were fired. Engage counter measures.”

High in the sky the mssiles broke apart once more, and the three missiles headed for the dead fleet raced to their intended vctims. None of these were Neutron. Rather conventional C-4 warheads with an eight point guided missile spread.

On the outskirts of the lands that surrounded the capital, the mechanized infantry awaited orders.

“They’re in position! Await Avion Units to counter! Repeat! Await Avion Units to counter! Then move in to clean up the mess!”

A cheer rose up amongst the force as the roar of the ECM Specialist Growlers traveling at top speed roared overhead, followed by a dozen sorties of bombers, bomber escorts, gunships, fighters and interceptors followed to attack the Kraven War Machine.

Tersacntus was now ready to give them their own Puerto Nuevo, as the Avion Units unleashed a fury from the skies…

Hansen Valley

The Recon force had secured a large portion of the valley, forcing units back and killing most outright, the Tersanctus defenders had been shelled into the stone age and then over ran by the terrifying forces of the Waffen KSP, they kept on going, even though many of their number had fallen in the initial fire fight, the soldiers of the KSP were crazed with blood lust, some were simply using their assault rifles as clubs, mercilessly beating soldiers to death with the butt's of their rifles.

While others would leap at them holding nothing but a bayonet, stabbing them over and over again while screaming at the top of their voices, most of these soldiers were covered in blood, some their own, most of it others... it made the scene seem even more chaotic as hundreds of blood soaked soldiers stormed up the valley side...

Heavy armour was now begining to filter through into the valley, its large armoured coloum was protected by the Panzergrenadiers of the 5th armoured Battalion, each of these soldiers kept a look out for signs of anti tank teams..

Large Panzer MK8's and the smaller Panzer MK5's followed behind the soldiers, while half tracks carrying troops and towed howitsers followed close behind...

Aircraft continued to harrass the retreating forces, while interceptors now actively searched out enemy aircraft that had managed to get airborne, each of the interceptors would climb high into the air and use the long range radar systems of the base fleet to locate and track enemy aircraft then decend upon them from up high...

The Commander of the Lufftwaffe was sent into the Reichmarshals office, he knew what the problem was, he'd failed to destroy all of the craft on the ground and now he was going to face the consequences...

"Why are there enemy craft airborne?"

"We failed to hit all of their craft on the ground, some were placed in hardened aircraft shelters, we managed to hit most of them but some escaped out weaponry..."

"That is obvious Commander, what are you doing to remedy the problem?" The Reichmarshal spoke, looking at the report, he already knew what the Commander was going to say, but he wanted the Commander to know that he was being watched... he wanted the Commander to know fear...

"We have launched many interceptors, they are currently covering the majority of the Wehrmacht forces operating in the local areas, engaging enemy aircraft and supporting ground operations... fighter bomber losses however have increased once the Capital City was fully operational... the air defences are prooving costly..."

The Reichmarshal thought for a moment, before coming up with a solution...

"Order the fleet to begin launching HARM based cruise missiles to attack the radar systems of the anti air weaponry, our fighter bombers should be free to attack any targets they see fit..."

"As you wish Reichmarshal... It shall be done..."


2nd Invasion Fleet, East Coast

Many of the disabled vessels had been sunk in the second missile attack, but however the originator of the missiles had been sunk, the fleet now in position began to open fire on the shorelines, clearing a way for the forces to land...

Already incoming fighters were now engaging with the Kraven Luftwaffe, but with the fleet so close, dedicated CIWS vessels were launching missiles designed to bring down fighter craft, the sky was covered in vapour trails of missiles and fighter craft, while at the same time a single Kraven interceptor flew at low altitude across the landscape sending co-ordinates back to the fleet with the locations of ground troops..

The Fleet now with this knowledge directed their fire inland, using their massive 28" naval guns to bombard the ground troops in land, the shelling was indiscriminate and designed to strike fear, showing the enemy that Kraven could strike where it pleases...

but without sparing a moments hesitation, ground forces were already on route to the shore lines, Assault craft slammed into the beaches, disgorging armoured troop carriers and hundreds of Wehrmacht soldiers, each of these men were wearing the grey uniforms of Wehrmacht standard infantry, their black Stahlhelms glinted in the sun light while their assault rifles were held ready...

Large assault craft slammed into the beach and from their holds moved Panzer MK2's and 3's and small light tanks designed to cross the sands and support the infantry with low velocity cannons... while the Mk3 was mainly an Anti armour weapon, with a fixed turret and low sillhouete...

Kraven had stepped the war up a gear...

OOC: I've been invited in by both sides, for the record.

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Waters somewhere outside Sniper Country...

The small Freekish detachment under the command of Sea Lord Sigeric Galder had been taking part in the usual rotation of joint Gothic defense forces, and had been staging itself inside the waters of its close ally of Sniper Country for nearly a month. Galder hated the assignment with a passion, and in recent days had resorted to the bottle and numerous cartons of local cigarettes to keep his sanity, and he could often be seen leaning against the aft railing of his flagship, the cruiser Starstone. Flicking the butt of his smoke over the edge into the still waters, he exhaled the cloud of stale burning tobacco into the air, he promptly reached for another while muttering to himself, Bullshit assignment....

He placed the cigarette in his mouth and began to light it, shielding the flame from the freshly struck match with his left hand. But before he could get it to light he was jolted by his first mate screaming his name loudly, and as a result he burned the palm on his left hand. With teeth clenched tightly in pain he jogged towards the bridge and hurridly ascended the stairs into the nerve center of the ship, which was alive with the kind of organized chaos that was only seen when trouble was brewing. He then demanded an immediate situation report, and was informed that a Kraven fleet had slipped through regional defenses and wasted no time in sacking territory belonging to Tersanctus.

He was in disbelief initially, for it was a rare event when much of anything could make it into Gothic waters, let alone a hostile invasion force. Being one of the only combat ready forces in the area, his small task group was sent a radio transmission requesting assistance immediately, and reinforcements were needed in the capital city of Edmundsberg. After looking over the brief message twice to verify its contents and glancing at the digital map of the entire theater (which included his current location and the location of the Kraven ships which had been provided by Tersanctan command upon request), he decided that hw would answer the call and would be able to have boots on the ground in a matter of hours. He then picked up the radio inside the cabin and pressed the intercom switch, and with a mighty bark issued his order. General quarters, general quarters! All hands man your battlestations.

Freekish sailors scurried about the ship after putting on their body armor and helmets, and each watertight door was secured and the ship put on high security. The call to battle was passed down to the other ships under Galder's command, which included one amphibious assault vessel, a single Vengeance class supercarrier, and her accompanying escorts. Not exactly a large response force, and Galder knew that the odds would be in the favor of the Kraven Navy, which was rumored to be numbered some 2,500 strong by intelligence reports they were receiving from the Tersanctans. However what he lacked in numbers he made up for in stealth, for if his task group could operate undetected long enough to bolster Tersanctan forces and beat back the Kraven attack, he would not have to directly engage the larger enemy at sea. Destroying the enemy navy would have to fall to a much bigger and better equipped Gothic sea force, and Galder informed Freekish high command that he would be answering the call and to prep additional fleets for combat.

As the small fleet sped off westward in the direction of Tersanctan lands at maximum speed, transport and attack helicopters were lifted onto the deck of the Freekish amphibious assault ship Iceberg, while strike aircraft from the carrier Ungodly Wrath began to assemble and prepare to take to the skies. Galder had made the decision to not actively scan the skies with radar in order to preserve his stealth, instead opting to passively monitor whatever active radar waves were in the air. He would have the advantage of being able to detect the faint waves as they dimished the further out they traveled, and so long as he paid attention to his course he would be able to adjust his position accordingly without fear of the radar waves making it back to their origins as they would weakly bounce off his ships and planes before fading away.

The ground forces that prepared for insertion came exclusively from the 2nd Regiment, 3rd Battallion, 5th Marines of the 1st Sentinel Marine Expeditionary Force. Though they had not seen action since the invasion of Crimmond in the distant past, the unit (like all Freekish units) was well trained and constantly put through peacetime exercises in order to keep themselves sharp. Galder had been praying for the day he would get to taste some action, because having served in the Freekish Navy for nearly a decade, he was usually given the assignments that most other Sea Lords and Admirals refused to take. He swore to himself as he continued to review incoming intelligence reports that he would not allow his men to fail, for this could quite possibly be his last chance to make an impression on Lord Dreadfire and finally make a name for himself.

Galder was perhaps too anxious, and the micromanaging of his fleet began to slightly annoy the other Captains who were busy tending to their own matters. The Marine commander aboard the Iceberg rolled his eyes as the constant chatter over the radios began to wear on his nerves, and he picked up the radio and sharply spat his venom at the Sea Lord. Look, "sir", why don't you can the jibber jabber and let us do our fucking job? Keep the talk to a minimum, we don't want to give ourselves away and get killed, now do we? He slammed down the radio and worked his way through the corridors of the ship towards the staging area where his Sentinels prepared themselves to be airlifted into the action. Each Marine loaded themselves up with ammunition, grenades, provisions, and whatever else they would need to accomplish their mission objectives before being ordered to report to the flight deck.

Several hours had already passed since the task group answered the Tersanctan plea for assistance, and soon they would be within helicopter range of the capital of Edmundsberg. The first company of Sentinel Marines began to stream out onto the deck and load themselves into the waiting choppers, while their FAF-1 'Vassago' gunship escorts readied themselves to fly cover. However first the potential LZ's and the surrounding area would be reconnoitered via satellite before Freekish Stratosfighter II stealth air superiority fighters would fly in eliminate any hostile threats, allowing the choppers to safely fly to Edmundsberg in a nap of the earth fashion. The well concealed operation would be impossible to keep a secret forever, and it would only be a matter of time before the Kraven military knew that the Sentinels would be meeting them in combat once more....

“Fire in the hole! Fire in the hole!” came the scream from the mechanized infantry. They were being assaulted from somewhere south.

“All units ramble and scramble ! Prepare to assault any forces from Hansen Valley. Templar! Reposition to the south of Edmundsberg! We have a coastal landing! Repeat Infantry ramble and scramble! Templar prepare to engage forces to the south!”

The infantry began to use serpentine patterns to lessen the odds of being hit. The Templar Units prepared to disembark for a southern defense.

“Belay that order!” came Dantes’ voice over the static. “All units! We have reinforcements! The Freeks have arrived! Templar Vanguard, reposition to the southern sector of the city! Im placing you under the Sentinel Marine command! This is it, boys! The Blood Pact will be honored! Templar Knights and Knight-Errants, hold your positions, and prepare to engage any hostiles from the valley!”

The cheer rose up at the hope brought in this dark time, the military prowess of the Sentinels was well known, and the prowess of the Marine Sentinels, was even better known. The Templar Vanguard force of five thousand deployed for the south of the capital.

To the west, came the sounds of the fury of the aerial battle and bombardments, the shrieks of the soldiers dying by Waffen KSP hands was terrifying, but the morale of the soldiers would not be lowered by they.

“All Units! A large attack force is embarking in the valley! The second wave is coming! Avion Units, cover if you can, our boys need all the help they can get. Ground Units, GO! GO! GO!”

The roar of the APC’s deployed at maximum speed, hundreds of the vehicles covered by light tank units swarmed into the valley.

Finally, it had begun. The Battle of Hansen Valley, and the mechanized and armored brigades clashed with the well-trained forces of the Waffen KSP. Masters of the Bltizkrieg, they fared well attacking a prepared force.

The horror of the jackbooted thugs meeting wave after wave of the stalwart defenders of the Imperial Trisagion Army, and keeping them pinned down, and explosions razing any attempt at advancing further.

The casualties were heavy. Too heavy. A force of 35,000 was soon reduced to 14,000 in the face of the efficient war machine. A series of explosions rained down from the sky, it was lance missiles from the capital, firing indiscriminately into the valley, well aware of the brutal defeat coming.

It wasn’t known how many losses had been suffered by the Waffen, but the damage to the Armored Units from the Missiles were enough to make them think twice about advancing into the small force unarmored, nor could the small Tersanctan Force afford to mount an offensive.

A quiet spread over the valley. The stalemate was soon broken by the sound of Thousands of Jackboots marching in perfect unison, from the smoke of destruction came the black body armor of thousands of Kraven Capitol Police. The mechanical slaughter of the surviving troops was inevitable, as the sounds of screams, and gas mask breathing filled the valley.

Suddenly, they stopped.

A lone warrior stepped the smoke on the other side, he wore a War Mask, a long dark blue tunic with the design of Kungshao on it, and underneath that a Synthesis of modern combat armor, and ancient designs. He held in his hands a large heavy machine gun, and a shortsword sheathe underneath the bullets and grenades wrapped around his body.
The warrior, and the first death squad looked at one another for moment.

”TEMPLAR!!! FOR LORD! FOR LAND! FOR DANTES!!” The Templar screamed, as he opened fire into the Capitol Police, and the rhythmic firing of the Machine Gun overwhelmed solely by the charge of 15,000 Templar rushing into the battle field the dark blue tunics of varying design clashing with the deathly black uniform of the Capitol Police…

Hansen Valley

The Waffen KSP had fought valiantly, their crazed thirst for blood had kept driving them onwards even in the face of a well defended enemy, their attacks had caused more and more of the Tersanctus defenders to break and flee, no one could stand against the might of a blood crazed soldier, the drugs coursing through his vein, resorting to using their weapons like clubs and litterally tearing the throats out of soldiers with their bare hands...

But even soldiers who's minds were clouded with drugs would begin to slow, the dull realisation that their life was at risk and they too began to take cover, slowing their attack down and being more careful... but the initial impact of the attack had done its work...

The armoured tanks of the Wehrmacht had done their work too, they'd taken heavy losses and most of them had pulled back to hull down positions and long range firing zones, but most of those that still remained up front took their targets carefully and ensured that they could support when needed...

The Capitol Police had been deployed in two waves, one simply marched up the valley with cold precision, their MG42's hammered away as they approached, while others were dropped behind the Tersanctus lines via Helicopters and rappel lines, but very quickly both the Capitol Police and the Templars were locked in combat...

The Capitol Police fought with inhuman efficiency, they swung bayonets almost in time with one another, while others lifted Templars above their heads and threw them down the valley sides, corpses littered the battlefield, one Templar stuck a knife in the lower abdomen of a Trooper before the Trooper headbutt smashed the Templar in the face, only to be jumped on by two other Templars and brought to the ground...

One Trooper exchanged blows with a Templar, but within seconds the Templar drove his combat knife into the juglar of the Trooper, the trooper, holding onto his neck limply swung a fist at the Templar before dropping to the ground in a pool of blood...

Another Templar turned around after dispatching a Trooper only to have another smash the MG42's butt into his lower jaw then finish him off with a burst of 7.62mm rounds after the rifle contact had sent him sprawling to the ground..

The sound of battle was furious and all around the noise of hand to hand and gunfire filled the valley...

South of Edmunsburg

Fighter Bombers continued to rove the city now, enjoying an easier time after the missiles from the 2nd Invasion fleet had destroyed or taken out of action the majority of anti air systems over the city...

through out the high rise buildings the noise of jets followed by a dull explosion could be heard filtering through the streets and high up into the air, every so often one could see the large black plume of smoke rising from a freshly destroyed building...

The Kraven land forces however were making good headway, and already the larger, long range mobile artillery was setting up in position and preparing to fire, they were using area co-ordinates from the fighter bombers currently bombarding the city of Edmunsburg, each of the artillery peices were loading up rocket assisted shells that were also high explosive incendary rounds, it was their intention to burn the defenders of the city...

While at the same time, the mechanized infantry of the Panzergrenadiers continued forwards using their speed and mobility to close the distance between them and the city as fast as possible and using the protect cover of the Artillery to keep the defenders heads down...

The situation in Edmundsburg was beginning to grow dire as Kraven aircraft roamed the skies freely and mobile artillery began positioning itself in preparation for a full on siege, and Galder knew that the time to strike the enemy was now. Satellites overhead confirmed the locations of the mobile batteries and heavy armor as it flowed into the areas surrounding the capital city, and in order for any Freekish intervention to succeed the fleet would have to engage. With GPS locks acquired from high in the heavens, a large volley of stealth cruise missiles were let loose from their cells, taking to the skies with great speed before dipping down to the earth below and skiming the landscape closely.

Freekish SBR (space based radar) began actively scouring the skies in order to acquire enemy aircraft that the Tersanctans had reported, and the Stratosfighter II's sent to clear the path for the Sentinel helicopter force continued to fly with their radar turned off. Instead they would be fed data from the satellites above, and soon they would get a clear picture of the airspace surrounding Edmundsburg. Long range missiles were prepped for launch from the internal weapons bays within the Stratosfighters, and soon a small cluster of missiles were fired in the anticipated direction of the Kraven aircraft without acquiring a radar lock. The SBR overhead did not lock onto the enemy planes either but would instead direct the missiles as close to their targets as possible before they would switch on their individual radar systems and home in for the kill, which would deny their foes the luxury of being warned of a radar lock until it was too late.

After firing their missiles and climbing to their maximum ceiling, the Stratosfighter II's then changed their course and prepared to circle back around Edmundsburg and away from Kraven forces until additional Freekish air patrols could arrive to either bolster their numbers or take over their role. The enemy still did not know that the Sentinels and their supporting airmen were already projecting themselves into the attack, though the choppers containing the first wave of fighting men had only just lifted themselves off from the deck of the Iceberg, with their 'Vassago' gunship escorts flying slightly ahead of them. They too would circle around Edmundsburg and away from hostile threats so they could insert into the city from the rear or directly into the center, though in order to screen their advance Galder requested a massed artillery and MLRS barrage on advancing Kraven forces to draw their attentions.

An hour long continuous bombardment would buy the helicopters plenty of time to maneuver into the capital and set up shop, and Freekish intelligence officials shared whatever satellite data they could get their hands on, instructing their Tersanctan brethren to delay and or destroy as much of the advancing artillery and armor as they could. They would also be told that in order to weather the Kraven advance and indeed push it back, additional Tersanctan aircraft would be needed to reclaim the skies, for the few Freekish pilots would not be able to accomplish this on their own. It was hoped that on the ground the Sentinel Marines would be able to stonewall the Kraven menace long enough to smash it with tanks and artillery, and send large forces around both flanks of Edmundsburg in order to either crush their foes outright or force a route.

It must have come as a relief to the Templar defenders to hear the flutter of helicopter rotors in the distance, and those who looked upwards into the sky saw staggered formations of 'Vassago' attack helicopters flying dangerously close to the building tops. Moments later the larger transport choppers arrived on the scene and began to touch down in any available space, their doors crashing to the ground and two columns of Sentinel Marines streaming out in either direction. The offload took but mere moments, and the empty choppers would then fly back to the waiting assault vessel without their gunship escorts, who would linger as long as possible and provide fire support for the embattled Templars. Any light armor that dared to advance close to the city limits would come immediately under fire from the 'Vassago's powerful HM-7 30mm cannon, and heavier armor would be dealt with by top attacking extended range 'Hammerfist' missiles.

But before any sort of air attack was initiated, Sentinel Marines began establishing defensive positons in key strategic entry points into the city. Fearing that some Kraven armor may indeed make it into the city, anti-tank mines were placed under manhole covers and any soft ground they could position them, while various proximity anti-personnel mines were laid in chokepoints to assist automatic gunners in keeping the enemy forces out. Riflemen and snipers hid in buildings and any other strategic positions where they could both observe and engage hostile forces without exposing themselves. The Marine commander on the ground also began to coordinate the defense and inevitable counterattack with his Templar counterpart. It was made known to Tersanctan command that retaking the skies and effectively deploying armor and artillery would be key in defending the city and breaking up the advancing Kraven hoard, and all available resources were requested in order to accomplish this.

He also instructed his allied commander to redeploy their infantry to the outskirts of the city in order to defend the flanks, and when the time was right they were to advance outward and envelop the Waffen KSP whilst smashing them with artillery. The Tersanctan Navy would also have to do its part to drive the Kraven ships from port and free up the coast line, for if the supply lines between the invading force and their naval compliment could be severed, it would spell the end of the Waffen KSP. It was a sound plan, but as with any battle things would not always go as planned, and contingencies were being plotted by Galder's personnel who still lingered undetected at sea. Sentinel Marines continued to dig themselves in and prepare for combat, and it would only be a matter of time before the KSP discovered that they were now facing much more than just Templar.....

The fighting between the Elite of the Enemies, Tersanctus and the Kraven Wehrmacht, had been intense and bloody. Both sides had underestimated the other. And now the heavy casualties of both the Templar and the Capitol Police littered the valley floor.

Templar never retreat, neither do the CP. But there they were, engaged in a useless battle, an unstoppable force had met an immovable object, and the answer had been given, nothing happened. The Templar did not move, and the CP were not stopped. The battle for Hansen Valley was a fiasco for the Tersanctans, but the Victory to the Kraven War Machine had come at a cost greater then they had anticipated.

Tersanctus would disobey Kraven at all costs, that was clear now, and the Religious devotion of the Shang Shao Templars to their Land, their Lord, and their God, Kungshao, was unalterable. The call to regroup at the Capital of Edmundsberg was given, and the remnants of the Templar Legions left the Battlefield, as the CP were recalled to their side.

Edmundsberg, Military Command Center.

Alex Dantes sat with his commanders and looked over the glow of a hundred monitors and twice as many officers constantly going over incoming information, he was stressed, to say the least. This had turned into an all out battle for survival against a ruthless war machine.

The arrival of the AMFian forces to bolster their ranks had definitely increased the morale of the military, as there was a new energy of hope against the invaders. And to speak of the Devil, a Sentinel Marine, apparently a commander, strode into the room.

Tall, and imposing, armed to the teeth, the man definitely had the aura of a disciplined killer. He saluted Alex Dantes and the Commanders, and removed his helmet.

"We have secured a position in the south of Edmundsberg, the Templar under our command as well will increase the odds of survival in our favor. We will be able to turn back the warpath of Kraven Wehrmacht, I am certain. However none of this will occur without your assistance..." as he went over strategies that the Joint Armed Forces commanders relayed to their theatres.

When he was done the Marine put his helmet back on, and began to stride out.

"Where are you going? Isnt your place here? To help us coordinate the attacks?"

"My place is on the battlefield, alongside my Sentinels, and Templar brethren. You have your role to fill. I have mine." he put simply and began to walk out again.

"Wait." Alexander Dantes said to the Marine Commander.

The Marine waited as Alex disrobed from his Military Dress, and put on a Light Assault Version of the Acchilles ACIA-27 Combat Armor, and loaded up a K28 Assault Rifle, with commando attachments including a scope and suppressor, and loaded up on as much ammo and grenades and mines as he could carry.

"Sir, with all due respect, just what the hell do you think you're doing?" gruffed a General.

"I am going to join our friend here in battle. I will coordinate the Templar forces with the Sentinels. My destiny lies in this battle, I can feel it. Whether I am here, waiting for death, or out there fighting alongside the men who have given their lives for me, makes no difference. I am no stranger to war, and you fine men, you Generals of the Trisagion Army, Armada, and Avion, your place is here, and you will keep me alive with your vigilance, and your advice. I do this for the peoples of Puerto Nuevo. Godspeed gentlemen, and Kungshao guide us."

With a salute, Alex left, and donned his helmet. Walking in stride with the Marine Commander whom for a man that had no emotion, seemed to have a shred more of respect in his tone for the Governor-General.

South of Edmundsberg. Naval Fleet.

When the third wave of the Wehrmacht was en route from the east, and the forces in the south marched upon the capital, the naval air carrier wings launched all the air support they could muster. Hundreds of Avion Units flew to reinforce the Air superiority for Edmundsberg. The Dreadnaught, and its escorts, perhaps two dozen guided missile cruisers, a dozen guided missile frigates, and various other support ships left to engage the Kraven fleet, and bombard them with the thousands of missles they carried supported by the new Avion Unit, the growler, that had the cutting edge EWS jammers, as well as the sea helicopters scanning for submarines.

East of Edmundsberg, Hansen Valley Plateau

The Forces of the Wehrmacht prepared for the final push onto the Capital, the forces of the Templar, and the City Milita were prepared to defend.

Southern Edmundsberg

The Sentinel Marines and the Templar Vanguard were in their positions as advised by the superior military tactics of the AMFian forces. They were prepared to defend.

North of Puerto Nuevo, renamed City A13 by the Kraven Wehrmacht.

The Third Fleet had maintained their distance from the war scene. But to assist in the defense of Edmundsberg, they would hit the city with everything they had when the attack came.