NationStates Jolt Archive

It was an odd day in the nation of Ameriganastan.Usually people were trudging to work, looking over their shoulders in fear,but today was different.About 200 irate citizens had marched to Lord Lowery's grand palace.Tearing down the gate they marched onto the front lawn of the palace, demanding an end to the tyrants oppressive rule.One man had brought a bullhorn and marched to the front of the crowd."Enough is enough you madman.You have turned this whole nation into a damned prison.We demand you step down from your position, and restore our freedoms, once and for all, or we will storm your palace.Don't you agree my fellow citizens?" The crowd erupted in applause,but soon stopped as the infamous Lord stepped onto a balcony, looking over the angry protesters. "You worms just don't get the message do you? So many time i have warned you of the danger of questioning my rule.And time and time again, you disobey.But not this time.I am going to make an example out of you all.Activate palace lock down sequence." A large metal door sprung up where the front gate had been, and every window and door into the palace did the same.and to cap it off, automated gun turrets sprang from below the ground, surrounding the now frightened crowd "For the crimes of stepping onto the royal ground without permission, damaging property of the grand ruler, questioning my rule, forming a protest, and making threats of violence against me, you are all sentenced to be executed, now!" The panicked citizens scrambled, trying to avoid the gunfire, but it was all for naught.Half of them were gunned down by the turrets, the other by a combination of guards firing through the gates outside, and the gates surrounding the palace being electrified.the whole massacre took exactly 15 seconds.Lord Lowery smirked and walked inside, grabbing an aide by the shirt. "Not one word of this leaves the nation.Understood?"

It was an odd day in the nation of Ameriganastan.Usually people were trudging to work, looking over their shoulders in fear,but today was different.About 200 irate citizens had marched to Lord Lowery's grand palace.Tearing down the gate they marched onto the front lawn of the palace, demanding an end to the tyrants oppressive rule.One man had brought a bullhorn and marched to the front of the crowd."Enough is enough you madman.You have turned this whole nation into a damned prison.We demand you step down from your position, and restore our freedoms, once and for all, or we will storm your palace.Don't you agree my fellow citizens?" The crowd erupted in applause,but soon stopped as the infamous Lord stepped onto a balcony, looking over the angry protesters. "You worms just don't get the message do you? So many time i have warned you of the danger of questioning my rule.And time and time again, you disobey.But not this time. I am going to make an example out of you all.Activate palace lock down sequence." A large metal door sprung up where the front gate had been, and every window and door into the palace did the same.and to cap it off, automated gun turrets sprang from below the ground, surrounding the now frightened crowd "For the crimes of stepping onto the royal ground without permission, damaging property of the grand ruler, questioning my rule, forming a protest, and making threats of violence against me, you are all sentenced to be executed, now!" The panicked citizens scrambled, trying to avoid the gunfire, but it was all for naught.Half of them were gunned down by the turrets, the other by a combination of guards firing through the gates outside, and the gates surrounding the palace being electrified.the whole massacre took exactly 15 seconds.Lord Lowery smirked and walked inside, grabbing an aide by the shirt. "Not one word of this leaves the nation.Understood?"

So how do we respond?

OCC: Well played! personnel i would have gassed the group or used flamethrowers.

When President Ronald Uris got a hold of the news , he was angered. How could anyone do this? ''We must send troops to capture Lowrey," He said to himself. He told the generel right away.

The nation of Macgruber makes it public that he will support Lord Lowery fantastic massacre and warns President Ronald Uris to stay back

So how do we respond?

OOC:i don't know.maybe some visiting citizen caught it on camera and spread it from there

ooc passing Recon satellites

ooc passing Recon satellites

OOC: Which probably aren't going to capture a (supposedly) 15 second commotion on the streets in any detail which will positively identify the action as a massacre.

Across the Street from Lord Lowery's Grand Palace

It was another day in Ameriganastan. Lord Lowery had this place locked up so tight, there was never any news for Betsy Noorie, and her freelance photographer to cover. Then it happened. As they were walking across the street from the Grand Palace, a mob of protesters swarmed the Palace. Besty's photographer, snapped photos, while she watched the action. The most dramatic photos were those of the citizens being killed. They both fled before it was over, and when they returned to their hotel, they quickly faxed the photographs, and story, back to the Beatus. Within minutes the photos were on the Beatusian National News website, with the following story.

BNN Urgent Report

Cruel Dictator Murders Thousands

We have reports in from sources in Ameriganastan, that Lord Lowery, has murdered thousands of citizens when they marched in anger on his palace, following decades of mistreatment, and cruelty from Lord Lowery, who many in the Beatus refer to as, the "Crackpot from Isle 7." We are withholding the names of our sources, as we fear that releasing them, would put those persons in mortal danger. We will continue to update the story, as more detail become avaliable.

OOC (supposedly)

ooc indeed would be more then that

ooc indeed would be more then that

OOC: The point remains though. It can be difficult to identify nuclear facilities when we're looking for them, so imagine how difficult it is to identify the actions of people (which, for the record, tend to be substantially smaller than nuclear facilities) when the satellite is just "passing" and the images may never be seen, much less scrutinized.

Espionage? I'm sure someone would have heard the machineguns, and word of that would have spread quite quickly.

(OOC: I don't know if you all noticed, but I made a news post, so problem solved!)

OOC: My post is rather god-moddy, but I hope you'll allow for the sake of good RP.

IC: "When there's violence in another nation, Erid'Lor will step in."

So goes the common saying in Erid'Lor; it sometimes hold true, it sometimes does not; which is the more common occurence would be a matter of debate.

Of course, if Erid'Lor did not know nothing would happen; and that was where the Eridite Intelligence Agency came in.

A lone man, dressed in a light-brown business suit, walked down the street, hands in pockets, business hat pulled low over his face. Nobody knew what marked him out... nobody knew of the combat knife in a sheath behind his calf... nobody knew that he was an agent for a faraway foreign land, sometimes said to make matters of others its own.

Nobody.

At least, those who did were either his superiors, or dead. That blade, and an assault rifle kept concealed in home, somehow smuggled in, had been used before, and not just on this mission.

There had been some panic in the streets; gunfire had been heard, and of course everyone knew what had happened- they could put two and two together.

Coming up to the gate, the man said to the guard, "Excuse me, sir, I need to meet the Lord for some urgent business."

"ID please," replied the guard, winking at his buddy. Another nutter with some random false alarm or stupid idea.

Reaching into his pocket as if to pull out his ID, the man suddenly whipped out a stiletto from the pocket and sent it whirling through the air to cut the wire to the security camera, which suddenly had no more power. His other hand moved forward and punched the man in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him; with the first hand again, he unsheathed his knife and, twisting, avoiding the path on an oncoming bullet which was slightly off in its aim, hurled it into the chest of the second guard, killing him. Picking up the knife, he slit the throat of the first guard, then wiped the blood on the man's uniform. Sheathing the knife and putting away the stiletto, he snatched up the pistols, put them in a briefcase pocket specially designed to inconspicuously hold such things, calmly filled up the form of documented visitors and made himself a visitor card with the computer and printer, using the dead man's still-warm thumb for the thumbprint authorization.

He didn't care about the shocked faces of passers-by.

This was another part of Erid'Lor's "proud" interventionist tradition of striving to remove tyranny and make the world a "better" place.

This was Black Ops.

OOC: I'm fine if you want to ignore this post.

OOC: Hmmm, I may get involved and invade just for the satisfaction of it. My intelligence agency (Greal Intelligence Agency) would probably read BNN Urgent Report and do something.

Lowery watched the news report from his television in the palace, barely containing his rage "Oh Leon, would you come in here please?" The shaking aide was forced inside, trying to look brave "Tell me something Leon.i ordered a total media blackout, told you no one outside the country was to know about this, and yet there it is, right on T.V. where everyone can see it.Mind telling me how that happened?" "Well your Grand Lordship Sir, its not really easy to contain the killing of 200 unarmed civilians right on your front lawn.It was simply to much to..." Before he could finish, Lowery sent a bullet through his head "I don't like excuses.Prepare me for a live broadcast.I need to save face in front of these sheep before they get this freedom nonsense in there head to.And find who leaked that footage.When you find them, execute them on the spot" A few minutes later, Lowery appeared on every t.v. screen in Ameriganastan "My dear citizens, recently you may have seen me kill a group of political radicals who marched on the palace.Well i assure you it was called for.Those maniacs threatened to kill your dear leader.They planned to march inside and cause harm to your wise leader.Now you wouldn't want that would you? To see the man who has ruled you for a whole decade, ousted by anarchists? I hope you see through the smoke and lies, and see that your leader did what was right.Thank you.And may the sands guide you" the camera switched off and he sighed "That takes care of the citizens.other nations may be harder to convince" "Your Lordship! two guards where found dead outside the palace.We think they..." "Not my problem.put two different ones out there for now.i have bigger matters to attend to"

BN1 Special Report

Around the world, people watching the Beatusian Network One, the largest network broadcast from the Beatus, had their regularly scheduled program interrupted, for a Special Report. The network had been informed that Lord Lowery would be giving a live speech, and they were going to cover it.

"This is a Network One, Special Report. The leader of a little nation called Ameriganastan, Lord Lowery, is about to make a speech. The topic is believed to be the massacre of Ameriganastan citizens that occurred earlier today. Foreign Affairs commentators, Chet Williams, and Brian Hillbrich, will be covering the speech, and following it, will give a breakdown of their opinions on the situation," and ambiguous announcer said. Then Chet and Brain appeared on the screen.
Chet: Hello, I'm Chet Williams, and this is Brian Hillbrich. We will be covering a speech by Lord Lowery of Ameriganastan today, so pop some popcorn, curl up by the fire, and enjoy.
Brian: Well, it seams he is ready for his speach.
The screen switched to Lord Lowery, as he began his speech.
Lord Lowery: My dear citizens, recently you may have seen me kill a group of political radicals who marched on the palace.
Chet: Wow, you did all that work yourself?
*Laughter*
Lord Lowery: Well i assure you it was called for. Those maniacs threatened to kill your dear leader.
Brain: To bad they failed.
*Laughter*
Lord Lowery: They planned to march inside and cause harm to your wise leader. Now you wouldn't want that would you?
Brain: I think we'd all want that, if it meant we would never have to see you again.
Lord Lowery: To see the man who has ruled you for a whole decade, ousted by anarchists?
Chet: Anarchists? no, good decent people? yes.
Lord Lowery: I hope you see through the smoke and lies, and see that your leader did what was right.
Brain: Well, with all the smoke your blowing, I can't even see my hands, nevermind the truth.
Lord Lowery: Thank you. And may the sands guide you.
Chet: And may wild dogs tear you limb from limb, your highness. So, Brain, what do you think of Lord Liars speech?
Brian: Well Chet, first of all, I think you would have to be mentally handicapped to believe anything he said after "seen me kill a group of political radicals who marched on the palace."
Chet: Yeah, that wasn't even good propaganda. He should definately fire who ever wrote that speech.
The banter went on for a few more minutes, then the network showed the speech again, this time, the Network One News crew, had added special effects, depicting Lord Lowery, in a diaper, and bonnet, waving a rattle, with the background replaced by file footage of prisoners being executed, with the caption "Looks like someone didn't take his nappy-wappy today!"

"Well sir it worked like a charm.The citizens are eating it up.They really are that stupid" Lowery laughed and lit up a cigar "Well what did you expect? The sheep do as the herder tells them to.Change the channel.I wanna see what else is on" he did as told, stopping at a particular channel.The BN1 news network.Lowery dropped his cigar, His face turning red at the sight of himself crudely photo shopped into a diaper.he shot the screen and stood up* "ALL TRANSMISSIONS FROM BN1 NEWS ARE HEREBY BANNED FROM THE AIR!"He stormed off, punching the first person that passed him in the hall*

Striding by an aide, the man walked onward, toward the Lord's Chambers. As he strode past a door, a gunshot reverberated through the air... the famously trigger-happy maniacal ruler? Ducking into a closet, the man readied the two pistols, peering through a small hole in the door that had been hastily made using the combat knife.

It was time. Even if he had to give up his own life. At least, if he did, no one would ever know it had been Eridite work... nothing to link Erid'Lor with him.

OOC: Wanna have a gunfight with my guy getting killed by the injured Lord? :D

*Lowery was still fuming.Smoking a normal cigarette, he marched towards a closet, knowing he had a bottle of strong whiskey somewhere in there.Opening the closet he came face to face with an armed man* "what the hell?"

Shocked, the spy didn't even have time to grab his weapon; he just reacted on instinct, his leg sweeping out and kicking the man where it hurt as his fist impacted on the Lord's nose. In the darkness, he didn't even know who it was. Leaping over the floored, but not unconscious, man, he blinked in the light; as his eyes adjusted he heard a word: "Stop!"

Two guards who had been escorting their Lord- the man he had just attacked- were standing in the corridor, their pistols out and pointed at his heart and head respectively.

"Put your hands up!"

Oh no. He wasn't going like this.

Suddenly diving to the floor- a wise move as they reacted to the move instinctively by firing- he grabbed a stiletto and hurled it at one of the guards; it hit spot on, flying into his heart. The second guard fired again just as the agent rolled out of the way; grabbing his pistol, he dived behind a corner and exchanged fire. His true target was slowly getting up; he had to act now! Aiming this time at where the man kept ducking once he saw the trigger being pulled, he fired.

The aim was true. Headshot.

Unfortunately, he couldn't enjoy this victory. For four bullets penetrated his brain, killing him instantly. He collapsed on the floor as the Lord laughed maniacally, and said, "Stupid fucker had his head out from the corner a little too long!"

OOC: Apologies for the curse but I thought it'd be in-line with the Lord's personality. This is not god-mode ;); Ameriganastan and I discussed this.

OOC:nice dude.

IC: *Lowery stood up and smiled, brushing some dust off his suit and reloading his gun* "Nice try jack.Your not the first guy who tried to kill me.Get rid of the body...and prepare me for another broadcast.Rambo here might have just pulled my bacon out of the fire" *Minutes later, Lowery once again popped up on the airwaves, smiling with pride* "Greetings once more my fine people.I don't wish to alarm you but an attempt was made on my life, just a few minutes ago.Roll the security footage" *the whole incident was shown, captured from a hallway security camera* "As you can see, this man tried to take my life.But luckily, your leader is a crack shot with a pistol.We have strong evidence that links this man to the protesters who threatened to storm the palace earlier today.Let that be a lesson to you.Do not make threats against your mighty leader.Thank you, and good night...again" *The camera switched off and Lowery smiled* "Make up some evidence that ties that guy to the protesters.and bring me some whiskey.Oh yes, any news on who gave the footage to BN1?" "Yes we did sir.We don't have names, but we figured since BN1 is located in The Beatus, the people who took the footage are from there to.What shall we do?" "Round up any traveler from Beatus within fifty miles, and hold them on suspicion of terrorism.No one makes a fool out of me and gets away with it"

OOC: Thanks man.

Blatant Crimson Tide rip-off FTW! xD

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IC: The head of the EIA gazed in interest at a television screen showing a certain gunfight from Ameriganastan, which had been watched closely of late... holy shit, could it be?

It was.

The agent was dead.

Avery Torrington picked up the phone, which used an encrypted line. Calling Prime Minister Gael H. Liegelor, he said two short, terse sentences: "The man's dead. Enter the navy."

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Undersea Submarine Pen, Somewhere in Erid'Lor

The crew of the various submarines stood at attention as the commodore strode up, surveying them. As he neared the Chief of Boats, the COB came to attention, saluted and reported, "All crew present and accounted for, sir!"

"Little ducks! There's trouble in Ameriganastan!" said the commodore.

"So they called us! We're going over there and bringing the most lethal killing machines ever devised. We're capable of launching more firepower than has ever been released in the history of war! For one purpose alone- to keep our Republic safe! We constitute- the front line, and the LAST line, of defence."

"I expect and demand the very best. Anything else- you should've joined the Air Force!"

Laughter at the joke.

"This might our Lord's navy, but this are my boats, and all I ask is that you keep up with me! And if you can't, that strange, stinging sensation that you feel in the seat of your pants, will be my boot up your ass!"

More laughter, but nobody really knew if it was a joke or was deadly serious.

Surveying the men once more, he walked up onto the podium. "Mr. COB!"

The COB of the ELS Genevia came to perfect attention and bellowed, "Yes SIR!"

"You're aware of the names of these ships aren't you Mr. COB!"

"Very aware, sir!"

"They bear proud names, don't they Mr. COB?"

"VERY proud, sir!"

"It represents fine people!"

"VERY fine people, sir!"

"Who live in fine, outstanding states and cities!"

"OUTSTANDING, sir!"

"In the greatest country in the entire world!"

"In the ENTIRE WORLD, sir!"

"And what are those names Mr. COB?"

"Genevia, SIR! Eritron, SIR! Calumna, SIR! Aurum, SIR! Valensor, SIR! High Corunum, SIR! Aberon, SIR! New Angland, SIR! Panger City, SIR! Caesium, SIR! Treim, SIR! Pellagio, SIR! Pellagia, SIR! Trellisburg, SIR! Byridion, SIR! Vickersburg, SIR! Armistead, SIR!" He paused for a quick breath, then continued:

"Telperios, SIR! Finiarel, SIR! Aurestor, SIR! Dunedor, SIR! Eritron, SIR! Nimrod, SIR!"

"And what do we, the Submarine Forces of Erid'Lor, say?"

"No fear," the commodore and the COB shouted together,
"NO DISHONOUR!" shouted back the crew, pumping their fists once in the air then returning to the standing-at-attention position.

The XO of the ELS Genevia smiled, up on the podium next to the commodore, captain of the Genevia and fleet commander for the first group.

"Chief of the Boats, dismiss the crew!" bellowed the commander.

"Aye, aye, sir! Crew! Department heads, attend to your department. FALL OUT!"

With a united roar and a surge of moving bodies, the crew went to their respective destinations.

Destination? The waters off Ameriganastan...

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OOC: 22 SSBNs/SSGNs based off the Borei + 1 SpecOps sub based off the same. The first group of names are city names, the others are province names, sans Nimrod, which is de SpecOps sub.

A Macgruber military satellite picks up activity in Erid Lor navy. there ships seem to be setting course to Ameriganastan. Macgruber who is in full support of the massacre sends a message to Ameriganastan's lord warning him of a possible attack and also asks him if he may take care of it.

Macgruber readies hundreds of fighters for war...

OOC: Ahem... god-mode...

Let's see, shall we?

A military satellite picks up activity in my navy, setting course for Ameriganastan, despite the site of the activity being an UNDERSEA submarine pen...

I suggest retconing that post...

*Lowery sat back relaxing, sipping a well deserved glass of whiskey* "My Lord.I think we have the person responsible for leaking the footage.Her name is Betsy Noorie.she was seen in the vicinity of the palace during the executions, and a photographer was seen with her.She has to be the one" *Lowery chuckled and flipped on the city P.A. system from his desk* "Attention all law officers, and interested citizens.a one million Cody reward(Cody is my national currency) has been issued for the location and capture of Betsy Noorie, and an unknown photographer that is with her. Ms. Noorie is wanted for defaming the image of your eternal Grand Leader.Bring her in by ANY MEANS NECESSARY.Just make sure her head is in one piece so we can identify her.Happy hunting"

Cheep Motel near the Palace

Betsy Noorie was in the motel room that BNN was paying for, the photographer had gone out for a drink, while she was reviewing some of here notes on the massacre. She had no idea that a bounty had been offered on here head.

Bar Near Cheep Motel

The photographer sat at the bar, drinking his sarsaparilla, when he overheard two men next to him, discussing the bounty. From what he heard, it did not sound as if they had a good description of him, and he did not hear any mention of his name, Hyman Jibwilder, which was really hard to miss. When he finished his sarsaparilla, he paid for his drinks, and left the bar. Once outside, he found an alley, took out his satellite phone, and attempted to contacted the Beatusian Government. "Hello, you have reached the Beatusian National Office Building, main switchboard. How may I help you?" the secretary asked.
"Yes, my name is Hyman Jibwilder, I am in Ameriganastan, and I fear my life is in danger. I was working for BNN as a photographer. I have reason to believe the Government here has offered a bounty on my head." Hyman said, rather panicked.
"Sir, please calm down. I can't understand if you talk so fast, in such a panicked voice."
At this time, Hyman noticed some police officers at the end of the ally. They had stopped and were looking at him. "Oh my Bob, I think they've found me," he was whispering now, though still as panicked.
"Sir, please speak-up, I can't hear you."
Hyman then realized that the alley he entered, was a dead end, with a chain-link fence blocking the other end. This time he was a little louder, "They have me trapped. They're moving towards..." at that point the line went dead. The secretary, having understood some of the conversation, called here superior over, to listen to the recording of the tape, and see if he could make sense of it. However, he was on lunch, and it would be at least 45 minutes until he was back, so she noted where on the tape the call was, and continued on.
The call had ended, because Hyman, attempting to find a way to escape from the approuching police officers, had abruptly turned away from them, intending to run down the alley, and attempt to scale the fence, but instead turned right into a dumpster, which knocked him back, onto the ground where he lay unconscious. In his pocket, were negatives of the photos he had taken earlier in the day, his room key which tied him to the hotel Betsy was staying at, his BNN press pass, and his Beatusian passport.

"Lord Lowery? do you copy? this is officer 421 of sector D.We have the location of the woman the bounty has been issued for.What are your orders?" *Lowery was currently flirting with an intern, just hearing the message* "Huh? Oh right.Send a full squad to her room, and bring her in....alive.Now show me that trick you do again" "This is officer 421, sector D.I want a full vanishing squad at Betsy Noorie's location in 5 minutes.And someone pick the photographer up to.Hes a witness to" *A few minutes later, several men in black suits marched up to her room, each wearing a pair of sunglasses, and holding pistols in their hands.Finding the room, they simply kicked the door open, pointing their weapons in all directions* "Betsy Noorie! By command of Grand Leader Cody Wayne Lowery the 1st, you are ordered to come with us, or be executed on the spot! So surrender, and i promise we wont hurt you"

They were here.

A lone Hydra-class stealthy Spec-Ops submarine moved in near the coast, launching its Advanced Marine Delivery System mini-sub...

On Board the Nimrod

"Captain, AMDS is away. Landfall expected in 20 minutes," reported the XO.
"Good, good..."

On Board the AMDS

The 16 Special Operations Forces cramped in the compartment clutching their assault rifles and light machine guns waited as the small craft churned closer to the shore- an abandoned rocky outcrop seldom frequented by anyone, some distance from any major port or source of activity.

Finally, it was time- the men rushed out from the sub and sloshed through the rest of the water, running, every sense at the alert for any movement.

SpecOps had landed, and the mini-sub was away, off to the Nimrod, to rejoin its companions in international waters some way from Ameriganastan.

OOC: Feel free to have some civilian spot them but please, don't use satellites to spot them. It takes all the fun out of the RP.

To: Nations of the World
From: Office of the Minister for Foreign Relations, Salzland
Subject: Ameriganastan Unrest

Dear Sirs and Madams,

Having recently received reports of civil unrest and violence on the streets of Ameriganastan, the Salzland Government must express its concern that the rights of the Ameriganastani people be respected by all parties, including the Ameriganastan Government. We also call upon the Ameriganistan Government to take steps to protect foreign nationals from any possible violent actions taken either by government forces or civilian protestors.

We will continue to monitor events in this nation closely, and are deploying the SDFS Vindicator carrier battle group to the region as a symbol of Salzland's concern over the events unfolding in Ameriganastan. We also propose the creation of an international peacekeeping force, to be deployed for the purpose of preventing any additional atrocities, like what has allegedly been perpetrated by agents of the Ameriganastani Government.

While we will not rush to judge a nation based on an incomplete picture of events, how the Ameriganastan Government proceeds in here will directly influence Salzlander policies, including potential uses of force.

Signed,

J. Marcus Davis
Minister for Foreign Relations

To: Salazand government
From:Lord Cody Wayne Lowery the 1st
Subject:reply to your message



Fuck you.

OOC: Requesting that some civilian spot my men...

IC: The High Republic of Erid'Lor having viewed the situation in Ameriganastan has decided that the 2nd and 3rd Fleets, consisting of 24 ships total, together with five Amphibious Assault Ships, will be moving to a position off Ameriganastan to evacuate Eridite civilians and assist Ameriganastan should it require aid in suppressing criminals.

SIC: Of course, that was all a lie- Erid'Lor fully supported the rebels, 'criminals' and civilians. These ships were armed to the teeth, and each AAS had 2,000 Marines on board with all accompanying equipment, vehicles, etc.

OOC: ORBAT to be posted in next post.

OOC: Only have time for a short reply.

Edit: Consider Ameriganastan's reply forwarded to the world at large. I don't really care to repeat that language, in-character or not. It's unnecessary and unconducive to friendly relations.

IC:

To: Whom it May Concern, Ameriganastan
From: Office of the Minister for Foreign Relations, Salzland
CC: Nations of the World

Having received your reply,

The Government of Salzland is disappointed at the childish display of bravado on the part of the Ameriganastani Government. Additionally, while we were willing to give your nation the benefit of the doubt before, your conduct has clearly displayed a wanton disregard for international opinion or even basic human rights. As such, the Government of Salzland will once again repeat its calls for the establishment of an international force. This time however, the goal will be to remove Lord Lowery from power and replace him with someone who is remotely capable of ruling a nation.

Should no other nations aid us in this endeavor, have no doubt that we are perfectly willing and capable of performing said task alone. Ameriganastan has felt the guns of Salzland once before. (OOC: Also, wasn't Lord Lowery himself in my/Ursavan custody once upon a time?) We dearly hope you remember that incident, and choose a peaceful solution to the present crisis.

May God save you, otherwise.

Signed,

J. Marcus Davis
Minister for Foreign Relations

(OOC: Have to get off the PC now, ORBAT later. Will be hefty)

Salzland ORBAT

Naval Detachment

Gerald R. Ford-Class Aircraft Carriers: 7 (SDFS Dauntless, Defiant, Intrepid, Liberator, Resolute, Victorious and Vindicator)
Carrier Air Groups: 7 (one per carrier, see Wikipedia for composition)
Modernized Iowa Class Nuclear-Powered Battleship: 21 (3 per battle group)
Emperor-Class Battlecruisers: 28 (4 per battle group)
Manticore-Class Cruisers: 28 (4 per battle group)
Ticonderoga-Class Cruisers: 28 (4 per battle group)
Arleigh Burke-Class Destroyers: 42 (6 per group)
Oliver Hazard Perry-Class Frigates: 70 (10 per group)
USS Virginia-Class SSN: 28 (4 per group)
Supply-Class T-AOE Combat Logistics vessels: 70 (10 per group)

Air Detachment

12 F-22 Air Superiority Wings (72 fighters/wing)
3 F-15C Air Superiority Wings (72 fighters/wing)
7 F-15E Ground Attack Wings (72 fighters/wing)
4 A-10 Thunderbolt II Ground Attack Wing (72 aircraft/wing)
3 Squadrons of B-2 Spirits (16 bombers/squadron)
2 Squadron of B-1 Lancers (16 bombers/squadron)
2 Squadron of B-52 Bombers (16 bombers/squadron)
2 Wings of KC-135 Tankers (60 aircraft/wing)
Various C-130 and C-17 Transports
500 AH-64D Apache Gunships
1050 OH-58D Kiowa Scout helicopters
600 UH-60 Blackhawks

Ground Detachment

30 Divisions of Salzland Defense Force Marines (10,000 men/division)
-20 Mechanized Infantry Divisions
-10 Armored Divisions

Organized into 3 Corps (2-4th Corps) each of 10 Divisions

Mech. Infantry Division:
-160 M1A2 Tanks
-200 M2A3 Bradley APCs
-30 M-109 Paladin Self-Propelled guns
-10 M-270 MLRS
(4,000) Armored + Maintenance personnel
(6,000) Combat Infantry

Armored Division:
-320 M1A2 Tanks
-300 M2A3 Bradley APCs
-50 M-109 Paladin Self-Propelled guns
-25 M-270 MLRS
(5,500) Armored + Maintenance personnel
(4,500) Combat Infantry

Totals:
6,400 M1A2 Tanks
7,000 M2A3 Bradley APCs
1,100 M-109 Paladin Self-Propelled guns
450 M-270 MLRS
135,000 Armored + Maintenance personnel
165,000 Combat Infantry
*Ground totals excluding Air Defense battalions, unit transportation (humm-vees, trucks, etc.), logistics assets, organic units to the divisions.

Strategic Missile Defense Systems
600 Falkasian BI-4 Missile Defense satellites
450 Falkasian BI-3 Missile Defense satellites
500 LIM-49 Spartan Block II Anti-Ballistic Missiles
700 Sprint Block II Anti-Ballistic Missiles
20 Patriot PAC-3 sites
45 MEADS sites

Official Statement

6 carrier battlegroups are en-route with 10 AAS- that is, the combined strength will be 8 fleets and 15 AAS vessels (which have 3 divisions of Marines on board).

We continue to monitor the situation.

SIC: Prime Minister Liegelor and Lord Henry Parallax laughed heartily as they saw what the Ameriganastanis had said to the Salzlanders. Typical tyrants... all the more reason to send more forces in.

OOC: ORBAT tmrw.

Open Ocean
400 Miles from the Coast of Ameriganastan

Admiral Howard Vincent strode through the Combat Information Center of the SDFS Defiant, flagship of the task force steaming toward Ameriganastan. Seven complete carrier battle groups were en route to the region, part of a massive show of force aimed at intimidating the leader of Ameriganastan into submission. All of which could be rendered null and void, depending on the actions taken by the equally large fleet just now entering radar range of the fleet pickets and AWACS.

"Do we have any ID on the new contacts?" Asked Admiral Vincent, eyeing the RADAR display. The unknown fleet's pickets were detected less than ten minutes prior, prompting an AWACS and an escort of two F-35 Joint Strike Fighters to peel off from their CAP over the Salzland fleet to investigate. Based on the size of the jamming field emitted by that fleet, they would easily equal the Salzland Defense Force's own deployments.

"We believe they're the Eridite fleet that was launched into this region. Their stated intentions are to evacuate civillians, but they brought a lot of hardware just to pull out a few people. Not to mention FleetCom advised us that the Eridites were bringing in ground troops," replied the Defiant's Captain and temporary fleet XO, Captain Tom Robbins.

"Send a message to FleetCom in Rostgard. Find out why the Eridites are really here, and see if someone can shake loose a secure frequency so I can speak to the Admiral in charge of their fleet detachment."

****

To: The Minister of Military Affairs, Erid'Lor
From: Office of the Minister for Defense, Salzland

Sir,

I wish to pass on a request from Admiral Howard Vincent, Commander of the Salzland Fleet Detachment en route to Ameriganastan. Having made some RADAR contact with elements of your fleet in the region, Admiral Vincent wishes to speak with the Commander of said fleet, in order to ensure that there are no accidents or incidents of accidental engagements. Secured communications frequencies are attached to this message.

Thank you.

Ian Williams,
Minister for Defense

OOC: yeah he was captured that one time, but the whole thread kinda fizzled out near the end.so no one really counts it


IC: *Lowery was just stepping out of his quarters, trying to smooth his hair down after his fun with the intern* "I always tell them,no touching the hair" *A few seconds later,his cell phone rang* "Hello? Oh hey Johnathan,(hes the second in command of the nation) i thought you were smoothing over that whole reactor meltdown in the south desert.Whats wrong? Wait, what? Are you serious? Hang on, let me get to a T.V. and you, make yourself scarce. I cant get caught with another intern" *He flipped on the nearest T.V., going a little pale at the sight of Salazand's navy detachment* "Crap. Catch the nearest plane back to the capital.I think I've pissed off the wrong nation this time" *He hung up and dialed another number* "Hello R&D? How is that special project i ordered you to build coming along? Uh-huh, yeah, look, i don't care if you need to run more tests, have it ready for announcement within the hour" *He hung up and went to his desk, flicking on the city P.A. system* "This is Lord Lowery.Initiate city lock down sequence alpha, now!" *The giant wall that surrounded the city rumbled to life, slowly closing all ground entrances in and out of the city* "Get the camera ready.Its time to show Salazand my new toy" *For the third time that night, Lowery's face popped up on all television sets in Ameriganastan* "...And your sure she was clean? Because i don't need..." "Your Lordship? Your on" *He glanced at the camera and quickly put on his serious face* "Dear citizens, it seems the other nations of the world support anarchy. Because the nation of Salazand is preparing to move a large naval force into our nations waters, for executing those who threatened to storm the palace. But fear not, for your glorious leader has just the thing to show them i am no joke. Behold, the grand leveler cannon!" *The screen switched to an enormous red cannon rising out of the ground, near a desolate area the government used for weapons testing* "Our nations top researchers have been working on the marvel of doom since i took office 10 years ago.And they couldn't have picked a better time to finish her.Allow me to show you its unbridled power.Aim her at the nearest mountain boys. 30% power" *The weapon took aim at a nearby mountain, charging up to 30% power* "FIRE!" *It released an enormous beam of energy right at the mountain, blowing half of it into a pile of ashes* "Wow, now that is impressive.Now think Salazand, that wasn't even half of this weapons power.It could easily decimate an entire nation, i doubt your puny forces would stand any chance.So enter my waters if you dare.But i cant promise you'll make it back alive"

Ministry of Defense Building, Rostgard, Salzland

A re-broadcast of Lord Lowery's most recent speech palyed in the background, as Defense Minister Ian Williams looked on. The revelation that Ameriganastan had somehow come up with a directed energy weapon was certainly unexpected. The danger posed by said weapon, however, was somewhat less than the Ameriganastanis had anticipated.

"Do they realize that the Earth is a sphere?" muttered Williams, looking at the screen. "He couldn't hit us unless we stood right in front of that thing. Otherwise, the blast would go through the atmosphere and right into space. Morons..."

"Sir, we've received word from the Defiant. They're at anchor 300 miles out from Ameriganastani waters," announced General Brad Walker, head of the Marine branch of the Salzland Defense Forces.

"Time to test out some of our new toys. Have the Geo-Spatial Reconnaisance Agency find where that laser is, then dump the co-ordinates to our Manticore Cruisers and launch some Tomahawks at it. Let's show the Ameriganastanis that sometimes the old ways are the best ways."

*****

SDFS Franklin A. Rogers
Manticore-Class Cruiser
300 Miles off the Coast of Ameriganastan

Brief flares of light jumped away from the Rogers and three of its sister cruisers, as a total of 100 Tomahawk land-attack cruise missiles flew towards the Ameriganastani 'superweapon.' Even if the Ameriganastani air defenses were fully on-line and expecting an attack, the Tomahawks would be flying so close to the ground that interception would be practically impossible. Besides, just one impact would most likely be enough to cripple the delicate machinery necessary to aim, charge and focus the energy weapon itself.

In less than an hour, a significant chunk of the Ameriganastani defense budget would be rendered little more than scrap metal.

*Sadly, the head researcher was aware of the sphere problem to.Nervously dialing the phone, he waited for his leader to pick up* "Hello Your mighty lordship.Oh yes, the weapon is fine, but umm....we have a small problem" *He told the increasingly angry dictator about the aiming problem* "What?! Your telling me i wasted billions of Cody's on that hunk of metal, and we can't even hit them?! Your fired!" *he slammed the phone so hard, it made a dent in his desk* "I want full defense forces stationed around the city, in the water, and in the sky.NOW! And where the hell in Krauser?" "Well sir, Mr. Krauser has decided to stay in the south desert until this whole incident blows over" *Lowery sighed and took a large swig from his whiskey bottle* "If the main wall around the city is breached, have my escape chopper waiting.I'm not going to be captured by these clowns" *As Lowery lamented about his situation, the defense force he had ordered was moving into position.Highly armored tanks were patrolling around the city wall, while jet fighters were preparing for take off at any close by base.His naval force had been active in the water all day.A whole fleet of war ships and submarines, ready to die for a single man* "If the Salazand forces show any signs of hostility, fire at will"

OOC:small note. i call my people Amerigani. not Ameriganastani.saves a lot of typing space

OOC: Duly noted. Quick clarification: I want to make sure that at least OOC you're aware that I fired cruise missiles at your death ray. I don't want to start dropping Tomahawks on it, then have a big 'WTF' moment, etcetera.

"Admiral, we have received a message from the Salzlanders... forwarded from the Ministry. They want to talk to us."

"Open frequency, Commander."

"Yes, sir."

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The commando team had by now moved into the city.

OOC: Better RP will come once the war starts...

To: CMDR, Eridite Fleet
From: ADM Vincent, CMDR Salzland Fleet Detachment, Ameriganastan

Wish to enquire your purpose here. [Stop]

Be advised, hostilities breaking out. [Stop]

Pre-emptive action taken against Amerigani WMD site. [Stop]

Believe Aerial and Naval engagement with Ameriganis imminent. [Stop]

If Eridite forces neutral, please clear engagement zone. [Stop]

If Eridite forces hostile, disregard. [Stop]

If Eridite forces friendly, please forward Identify Friend or Foe frequencies. [Stop]

[Message Ends]

"WHAT?! GET ME A VIDEO FEED, NOW!" *He watched in disbelief as billions of Cody's went up in a fireball as the missiles blew the cannon to scrap.He chugged what was left in the bottle and flicked a switch* "This is Lord Lowery.The invading forces have struck us first. And so i declare war on the Salazand navy, and any other foreign forces in my nations vicinity.Wipe them out.Show no mercy towards these heretics.That is all" *He flicked the switch and sighed* "Sometimes i think killing father wasn't worth the trouble" *Several Black jet fighters flew over the sea, missiles armed and ready* "Alright boys, you heard Lord Lowery.Wipe out all foreign forces.Speak of the devil.Salazand forces spotted.Drop the load boys" *They set the sights on the nearest ship and let loose 5 missiles.The war had begun*

OOC: I will kindly ask you to please identify what jet fighters are inbound on my fleet, as well as what missiles you are firing. There's a big difference in how I can respond to an attack launched by 1980s-vintage MiGs launching old Soviet anti-ship missiles to an attack by cutting-edge anti-ship missiles launched by front-line NationStates-designed aircraft. Thank you.

I will let it slide this time that your fighters managed to make it inside missile range without any response from my Combat Air Patrols.

In-Character response will come once I know what I'm up against.

OOC:my bad.F-35 Lightning II, dropping air to ground missiles.

OOC: What kind of missiles? Harpoons, Mavericks, some kind of NationStates-designed missiles?

Thank you in advance. Will post an IC tomorrow afternoon, as I'm driving back to school in the AM

Betsy Noorie wasn't sure where she was. Apparently something bigger was going on, as she noticed commotion, and they where not doing anything to here. She didn't know where the camera man was, or what had happened to him, but she hopped he made it out alive.

Beatusian High Command

Eventually the supervisor arrived at the main switchboard, and listened to the tape of the call, and noted the time. He realize the implications of the call, and had forwarded it to the High Command, who already had their eyes on Ameriganastan, following a rather large energy discharge, and seismic event, that was at the time, thought to be a nuclear detonation, until a tape of the broadcast was found. The weapon was quickly noted as basically useless, because it could not be fired on the Beatus, and fighter aircraft could easily avoid the fire from the gun. Many generals noted, that it would have been better to produce an artillery or rail gun, of that size, which could use gravity, and extremely low orbits to land projectiles at great distances, however, such talk was highly speculative, and the science to back it up, just wasn't there. After that talk, they received the tape, indicating that the Ameriganastan Government, had, or intended to hold Beatusian Citizens, against their will, most likely for some sort of sham trial, to make the Beatus look bad, such action, was not acceptable. As such, a fleet was dispatched, make a gesture towards Ameriganastan. It consisted of the BNS Jeffers CVN-12 (Specifications that of Soviet Project 1143.7 OREL), BNS Bobstowne CVN-13, BNS Jonas Listless (BB-42), BNS Thomas J. Feilding (BB-43), BNS Bill Leff (BB-44), 12 Kærleikur Class Cruisers, 18 Pohyblivost Class Frigates, and 22 Edwardo Listless Class SSKs.

Official Statement

To Lord Lowery,

I must demand that your nation release the Beatusians you are currently holding in your nation. If you fail to do so, within 24 hours, we will have no choice but to extradite them ourselves. Should they die, or be dead, that I will have your head on a pike, to adorn my throne room. I hope that you see that your current situation is very bad, and that the less enemies you need to fight, the better.

Signed,
Emperor Jonas Listless
The Holy Empire of the Beatus

Varangian Mercenary Forces Military Base
"general Hammer sir!" Shouted an Aide. "we got the go!"
"move out." Said Hammer, "order the tanks to load up with the marines and sail for the Salzland fleet they haven't been hired but they can provide transport then leave. Scramble pheonix have them provide a CAP until we can get those Tanks on the ground."
The pre-prepd fleet moved out as Planes streaked out, heading to cover the Salzlander fleet in Ameriganastan.

OOC:Orbat
Marine Forces
2000 x Shark Class MBT
4000 x Porcupine IFVs
10000 x Troopers organized as follows.
700x Light combat squad (5 riflemen, 2 snipers, 1 AT, 1 Grenade Launcher, M2498 SAW)
200x Heavy Combat Squads (2xM249, 4 Riflemen, 1 sniper, 1 AT, 2 grenade Launchers)
50x Indirect Fire Support Squad (4xM120(8 troops), 1 sniper, 1 rifleman)
50x Anti Air Support Squad(5x Stinger Block 2, 3x riflemen, 2xM249)
2xAmphibious assault ship
5x EW, Missile Defence and land support craft

Slammers
10 000x Rhino Class MBTs
12 000x Porcupine IFVs
1 200x M6 Yeoman
1 200x M5 Desolation
800x M7 Kardane
400x M8 Pax Rommanus (similar to the The M901 Launching Station Firing Pac-3 MIM-104 patriot missiles )

Pheonix
8 000 Hawk 3 Interceptors
4 000 Hawk 1 Strike Fighters
2 000 Eagle AWAKS
800 M8 Pax Rommanus

OOC:i call them piercer missiles.they can smash through military steel, to do damage to the inside of ship and tanks and stuff like that.


IC: "Oh give me a break.How many people are pissed at me?" "Well your Grandness sir, we have Salazand, currently in combat with our air forces, incoming backup from some country called DaWoad, and The Beatus breathing down our necks if we don't release that reporter and her camera man.What do we do Sir?" *Lowery sighed and dialed his phone once again* "Release the prisoners.Yes i said release them.What? yes this the real Lord Lowery!" *The agent on the other end had to hold the phone away, due to the volume of Lowery's voice* "You heard him.Hell i think everyone heard him" *He opened the door and approached Betsy* "Well you got lucky lady.Lord Lowery has ordered your release.But heed these words.You never saw us.You were captured by regular police officers.If you breath a word of our existence, we can make you vanish for good, no matter where you are.Take her away boys" *Two normal officers untied her and drug her off to a normal holding cell.Lowery was preparing to leave the palace.It was to open a target* "Have the men at the bunker prepare for my arrival.I shall issue the remaining orders of this little incident from there" *He headed outside for an armored limo, ready to whisk him away to a secret bunker*

OOC: For future reference, I was wondering about the missile's range, speed, guidance system (active radar, radar-seeking, GPS-guided, television-guided, laser-guided, etc.) so I know what types of countermeasures I could RP as having an effect. For example, launching chaff, turning off radars, GPS jammers, shooting down the launching planes, etc. Thanks for bearing with me though.

IC: As the Amerigani F-35s withdrew with a full squad of SDF F-35s from the Joint Task Force Combat Air Patrol in pursuit, five missiles bore down on the first radar contacts the Amerigani planes made. The Oliver Hazard Perry-class Frigate SDFS Carlos Vincennes, on anti-submarine patrol at the edge of the fleet and the Arleigh Burke-class Destroyer SDFS Titan supporting it. Upon detecting the incoming missiles, the vessels immediately turned their jamming systems up to full power and came about to present their CIWS to the incoming missiles.

One warhead was immediately spoofed by the jamming, veering sharply into the sea several miles short of the Vincennes. That left four missiles, two each for the Frigate and Destroyer. The Titan struck first, detonating one incoming missile with a proximity strike from a Standard SM-2 surface to air missile. The second fell victim to successive hits from both of the Destroyer's 20 millimeter CIWS guns, exploding harmlessly.

The Vincennes, however, was in trouble. Though its antique Mk. 13 Missile Launcher had been replaced by an upgraded system capable of fielding state of the art SAMs, the vessel was much closer to the incoming enemy missiles and was only able to get two SAMs off. Both SAMs missed, unable to bear down on their targets before flying past them and crashing into the sea. At just over a mile from impact the Vincennes' CIWS system opened up, managing to take out one missile. The final missile bore in from outside the CIWS gun's firing arc, and could only be stopped by a last-ditch deployment of the Vincennes' Nulka decoy.

The Nulka shot away from the Frigate thanks to its rocket-assisted launch, immediately transmitting a false radar return designed to lure the incoming missile away from the Vincennes. It was nearly successful, as the incoming Amerigani missile turned aside at the last minute. Unfortunately, the missile exploded relatively close to the Vincennes, as the Nulka was unable to travel more than a few hundred yards before the Amerigani missile arrived.

The explosion shredded the Vincennes' radar and communications systems, rendering the vessel nearly blind and mute. Luckily no crewmen were on the decks, as the Captain had ordered all personnel to damage control stations inside the ship, but the damage that was done was still sufficient to require that the Vincennes be escorted out of the fight. Though first blood went to the Salzland Defense Forces, the loss of the Vincennes covered a significant portion of the gap between the two militaries engaging each other.

In addition to increasing the Combat Air Patrol, Admiral Vincent was already planning on his response to the Amerigani attack. They would soon feel the full force of Salzland's retaliation.

OOC: I know I still have to reply to you Erid'lor, I promise I'll get there eventually.

*Lowery was giving orders from his phone, wiping some sweat off his forehead* "I think its time we fight fire with fire.Send in the sea devil ship squad.And send "IT" in there with them" "Your Lordship, we've arrived" "excellent" *He stepped out of the limo and shot the driver in the head* "Sorry friend.Its a secret bunker for a reason" *Two officers stepped outside, bowing before him* "Dispose of the body and set up the main war room" *As he stepped inside, several battleships started moving towards the Salazand forces.They were normal sized ships, each armed with several howitzer cannons, but the real attention drawer, was the ship at the back.It was gargantuan, dwarfing the other ships that escorted it.Armed with cannons that looked like they could rip other ships in two, it was painted with the colors of the nations flag.It was the S.S. Lowery, the nations most feared fighting vessel* "This is commander Dorashey, of the S.S. Lowery.i want the ships up to front to draw the enemies attention.When they are focused on you, we shall launch a strike from a distance.Lets sink these rats to the bottom of the sea"

"Sir, the CAP is reporting numerous surface contacts heading our way!" called out Technician 2nd Class Todd Bennings, manning the SDFS Defiant's communications bank. "Enemy range is estimated at 250 miles from the fleet."

"Have our vessels start pulling back," Admiral Vincent ordered. "Keep us out of missile range of their ships. In the mean time, start launching fighters. I want to start hitting those ships."

"Yes sir!" Bennings replied.

"And get ahold of the Diligent," Admiral Vincent added, referring to one of the fleet's Virginia-class attack submarines. "Have them launch a salvo of Tomahawks at the nearest Amerigani air fields. I don't want them sending up anything to counter our alpha strike."

It seemed the enemy fleet had decided that it was time to come out and play. 'We'll see how they enjoy playing games with me,' Vincent thought to himself.

*****

Pandemonium would be a good description of the situation on the deck of the Defiant, as aircraft catapulted off the deck into formation above the fleet. All told, 14 squadrons of F-35 Lightnings would take part in the attack against the approaching Amerigani fleet, providing protection for the main strike element. Seven squadrons of F-18F SuperHornets, loaded to capacity with anti-ship missiles were even now launching off the decks, prepared to send every Ameriganistan vessel to the bottom of the sea.

Should they not be able to stop the incoming enemy ships, a communique was even now being forwarded to the Varangian forces hired for just such a situation.

****

To: General Hammer, CMDR Varangian Detachment
From: ADM Vincent, CMDR Salzland Fleet Detachment, Ameriganastan

Sir,

We request that your 'Phoenix' air forces assist us in launching an alpha strike against an approaching Amerigani surface fleet. Enemy fighter support is unknown, due to pending Salzland missile strikes against enemy airfields. Come loaded for bear.

-Vincent

****

500 miles from the coast of Ameriganastan, the SDFS Diligent rose to a depth of 10 meters below the surface, and began firing off Tomahawk missiles. Each missile was loaded with cluster munitions, designed to scatter above a target. Some were programmed to explode as soon as they hit the ground, while others were on timers that would expire over the course of several hours. A total of twelve missiles were launched, targeted at the six-closest Amerigani airbases. Their objective would be to hinder the Amerigani Air Force as much as possible, so that they would be unable to aid their Naval compatriots in the coming battle.

The stage was now set for, potentially, the decisive engagement of the war.

12.1 Nautical Miles off the coast of Ameriganastan

Admiral Tom Lounges, checked his pocket watch. The second hand ticked past 12, and the minute hand moved. Ameriganastan had had their chance to act, yet, they had not even replied to the Beatusian message. The Admiral closed his watch, "The enemy has failed to meet our demands, prepare for battle stations, single the rest of the fleet, no radio communicaitons, disperse along the coast, prepare for coastal bombardment, 15 minutes from now. Order the submarines to fire on any ships identified as belonging to Ameriganastan. Tell, the Jeffers and Bobstownne get the plans in the air, and prepare for strike missions, have them target air defense, to clear a path to get some choppers in there, and get our men out." As he finished, the bridge of the BNS Jonas Listless was a mass of activity. Singles lights, were flashing, and single flags were raised, sending the message out to the rest of the fleet. Yak-141 fighters launched from the aircraft carriers, and readied for SEAD missions. While the cruisers, and battle ships readied to bombard the shore, the submarines were the only ships to move into Ameriganastan waters, the others sat just outside, though still within the 20 nm range of the Battleships 16 inch guns, and the 17 nm range of the Cruisers 8 inch guns.

OOC:i call them piercer missiles.they can smash through military steel, to do damage to the inside of ship and tanks and stuff like that.


IC: "Oh give me a break.How many people are pissed at me?" "Well your Grandness sir, we have Salazand, currently in combat with our air forces, incoming backup from some country called DaWoad, and The Beatus breathing down our necks if we don't release that reporter and her camera man.What do we do Sir?" *Lowery sighed and dialed his phone once again* "Release the prisoners.Yes i said release them.What? yes this the real Lord Lowery!" *The agent on the other end had to hold the phone away, due to the volume of Lowery's voice* "You heard him.Hell i think everyone heard him" *He opened the door and approached Betsy* "Well you got lucky lady.Lord Lowery has ordered your release.But heed these words.You never saw us.You were captured by regular police officers.If you breath a word of our existence, we can make you vanish for good, no matter where you are.Take her away boys" *Two normal officers untied her and drug her off to a normal holding cell.Lowery was preparing to leave the palace.It was to open a target* "Have the men at the bunker prepare for my arrival.I shall issue the remaining orders of this little incident from there" *He headed outside for an armored limo, ready to whisk him away to a secret bunker*
OOC:these are mercs. Not Dawoadian forces . . .they have no relation to Dawoad what so ever.
IC:
To:ADM Vincent, CMDR Salzland Fleet Detachment, Ameriganastan
From: General Hammer.

Done forces incoming.

Pheonix Airforce, Somewhere approaching Ameriganistan
The initial Stike Force launched by the Pheonix mercs consisted of the maximum possiblke number of planes it could. Do to the need for inflight refueling this was a paltry 150 Squadrons. Even so it should do the job. 150 AWAKs took control of their individual squadrons as 1 000 Interceptors armed for air-air engagement moved to defend the 500 Strike fighters armed purely for anti ship warfare. And soon thereafter the fighters reached the Edge of the Ameriganistani Naval forces radar.

Message to:Admiral Tom Lounges
From:Lord Cody Wayne Lowery the 1st.
Subject:Prisoner release

"Well Admiral, you've gotten what you wanted.The news lady and her camera man are waiting for you at a local jail house in the capital.Pick them up, and have your forces leave my area"

*Commander Dorashey smiled as the Salazand forces appeared on the radar screen* "Good.Hack into their Radio system.I want them to here me order their deaths" *The technician flipped a few switches and gave them thumbs up* "Hello? Testing, 1, 2, 3.Good.This is Commander Archibald Dorashey, of the mighty S.S. Lowery.You little worms have tampered with the wrong nation.By orders of his grandness, Lord Cody Wayne Lowery the 1st, you will all be destroyed by our sheer might.Launch cannon #1!" *The largest cannon on the ship took aim at the nearest ship in sight, and released a single shot, aimed at the bridge* "Sink them all!"

OOC: You realize that your ships are 250 miles away from mine, right? Your vessels would not physically be able to see my ships, let alone aim for specific parts. Besides, I don't even want to think about how large a gun would have to be to reach out 250 miles. To put things in perspective, the largest supergun ever constructed had a range of about 100 miles, and a barrel 150 meters long. In other words, the barrel on that gun was the size of a modern Arleigh Burke-class Destroyer. You're looking at something at least twice that size, mounted on a ship.

Edit: And with a $200 Billion Defense budget (after currency conversions), where are you getting the money for all of these superweapons?

Edit #2: If my tone comes across as somewhat snippy, please forgive me, I wrote my response while in the middle of a two and a half hour Russian assignment, and did not intend anything other than clarifying the current situation.

OOC: !!! I haven't been getting notifications about this!!! Anywho...

IC: Briefing Room, ELS Battlestar

A group of pilots and navy officers, a mixture of younger and old men, Anatolian, Singaporean, Hazariad, sat or stood in the briefing room of the aircraft carrier.

Walking into the room, Admiral William Earnheart saluted briefly and, without any other formalities, turned on the projector, displaying a map of Ameriganastan.

"Gentlemen, we are about to initiate a large strike on Ameriganastani military bases and installations and will attempt to wipe out the enemy's primary offensive and defensive capabilities, then the Marines will be landed. Now, this-" he pressed the control- "shows the positions of all military forces- Salzlander, Eridite, Varangian, Beatus, Ameriganastani. We will have the advantage of surprise- Ameriganastanis think we're on their side- and will hit them where it hits with strike and fighter aircraft- fighters will provide air superiority and limited strike capability, strike aircraft will hit their ports, airbases, barracks. We will use BAT sub-munitions from each cruise missile to destroy tanks and aircraft- helicopters, bombers, fighters, whatever. Durendal's will hit their runway, and we'll use multiple cruise missiles to hit their silos, ports, primary SAM sites, basically all their key military infrastructure. As our strike group conducts these operations, strike groups from the other carriers will do the same, and we'll hit them simultaneously, in large numbers, from multiple sides and, in essence, we hope to whack the shit out of them. Any questions?"

"No SIR!" The men exited, some officers staying behind.

15 minutes later

13 Ys-33s "Vertediger Stinger" fighter aircraft, 8 Ys-35s "Strashnaya Stinger" strike aircraft, and 3 EA-18 Prowlers roared off the flight deck, replacing the 13 fighters that were now to land. It was time for a mission. Meanwhile, aircraft on the other carriers took off too...

Near Ameriganastan

"Ace 1 Ace 1, this is Command Battlestar. Orders are to be followed as per briefing, conduct strikes then get your ass out of there. You are authorized to fire at will. Upon your strike we will follow through with gun and missile strikes. Transmit this message to Strike Squadron and the rest of Ace Squadron. Over."

"Roger that C & C. Transmitting now."

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"Hey Admiral! Come over here, take a look at this." Earnheart strode over, and whistled lowly.

"We have company, eh?"

"Yes sir."

"Alright, order 10 Epsilon-class attack subs to move in, sink them. Once the submarines are ready- use the longest range you can. Oh, and get them Genevia SSGNs, Formidable frigates and Ticonderoga cruisers ready. Some will target the enemy ships once attack subs are in place, all others- majority- to target land targets like our aircraft."

OOC: Awaiting your reply Salzland. ;)

ooc: *sigh* another mass murder/genocide thread...and look...no destabiliation of the government! (at least stalin and hitler tried to keep things covered up)

OOC: lol

Funny how that always happens, eh?

*is going to make my civil war better than those once it starts*

To: CMDR Eridite Fleet
From: ADM Vincent, CMDR Salzland Fleet Detachment, Ameriganastan

Ameriganis have opened hostilities. [Stop]

Launching air strike against enemy surface fleet. [Stop]

Request co-ordination with Eridite forces. [Stop]

Priority target lists and IFF codes attached. [Stop]

[Message ends]

TO: Salzland Fleet Detachment, Ameriganastan
FROM: Eridite Fleet Group
ENCRYPTION: Maximum

We are currently in the process of launching a large strike against Ameriganastani land targets and surface targets. Coordination with your forces would be highly appreciated, please keep link open. Attached are priority target lists and IFF codes.

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TO: Ameriganastan
FROM: Eridite Fleet Group
ENCRYPTION: Maximum

We have launched numerous fighters from our carriers and will be sending them over your nation as a show of support and strength. Please do not worry, we are not attacking you.

Open Communique

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Office of The President
Presidential Palace
Zostar, Karshkovia





Greetings to Lord Lowery of the nation of Ameriganastan,



It was with great anger that Karshkovia watched events unfolding in the nation of Ameriganastan. The massacre of dozens of protesting citizens is reprehensible; your iron-fist maneuvering to retain the appointment of your own government is detestable. We do not approve of your actions.

Karshkovia once was a former Soviet Republic and has tasted your brand of government in the past after our independence. It left a very sour taste in our mouths. We have done research and found your personal political track record very checkered indeed. Karshkovia can not, in good conscious, allow your game to be played without protest. Alas, we also believe it is every nation's right to grow and develop on their own.

To this end, the people of Karshkovia will not move militaristically against your forces. If your people do declare independence or asks for assistance, Karshkovia will, however, provide them with money, military vehicles and weapons, and general goods to gain self-rule. If asked, we will provide non-combat forces to help stabilize Ameriganastan as an independent nation.

Be warned, any aggressive actions against my people when disbursing humanitarian aid will be considered an step towards war. It almost is funny, comrade, that Karshkovia's President cares more for the Ameriganastan people than the Ameriganastan Leader does. We wish your people to prosper, while you wish to accumulate all the power you can gain under the lies of "peace", "reform" and "unity" for the people. No changes you have made are for the good of all people.

Consider this a strongly worded message that your political days may be very limited by your people's patients, Comrade Lowery.


Signed,

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Vladimir Radchenko
President
Republic of Karshkovia

To Lord Cody Wayne Lowery the 1st,
From, Admiral Tom Lounges,

We thank you for your cooperation. We are at this time sending helicopters in, to retrieve the two people. We as for their exact location.

BNS Jeffers

The deck of the carrier was abuzz with activity, as men rushed to the 11 waiting UH-1Y helicopters, for the rescue mission. With foreign, and possibly hostile, aircraft in the area, no chances were being taken.

Pheonix Force
The fighter Squadrons were now closing on their maximum firing ranges for their air-sea missiles. The formation opened up and Strike fighters were assigned targets in the Ameregani fleet.

Mymrmidon Force
The entire fleet transporting the Slammers Force were approaching the Salzlander fleet. and a message was sent out.

"Salzlander Fleet this is General Hammer, We would like to offer these ships as a temporary aide in your missile defense capabilities also request aide in facilitating the landing my Ground forces, Thank you,
Hammer out"

OOC:totally my bad Salazand.i thought it said 25 miles.:p and to answer your budget question, most of this stuff was constructed, or being constructed, when Lowery took over.I'll disregard my attack post and fix it.

"Attention Salazand forces.This is commander Archibald Dorashey of the grand Ameriganastan navy.Since we aren't a totally bloodthirsty nation, we will offer you one more chance to surrender and have your forces leave our land.If you decline this LAST offer, we will have no choice but to eliminate any and all Salazand military forces in Ameriganastan.What is your choice?" *Meanwhile, Lowery had just received the message from Karshkovia* "Independence.Such an ugly word.Computer, send this message to Karshkovia" *He cleared his throat and started* "I know of your weak little country's independence, and i assure you, it will never happen here.I have molded this nation in my image, and the people have learned to live with it.It has made us quite powerful, unlike you.You really should have stuck to your old method of Government.It works so much better.My sheep...i mean citizens will not ask you for any aid.They know who provides and protects them.Me.So stay out.I will consider any Karshkovian forces in my land an act of invasion.Thank you and have a pleasant evening.Weakling" *MESSAGE END*

The different strike groups soared high in the air, entering Ameriganastani airspace.

"C & C, this is Ace 1, we have entered Ameriganastani airspace and are preparing to engage ground targets. Targets are being locked on to now."

"Copy that. Clear to engage whenever you want."

"Aye aye." Switching the channel (OOC: I think this is the wrong word, apologies), Ace 1 transmitted to the rest of Ace and Strike squadrons, "Clear to engage, gentlemen. Shall we dance."

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ELS Battlestar, Command and Control (Island)

Turning away from the communications board where the different methods to talk to fighters, other ships etc. were located, XO Jake Hyerman nodded once. "Attack subs, planes in place sir."

"Good."

Striding over, Earnheart opened a secure communication link to the other ships: "Friends, it is time. Ameriganastan has slain its own people! Committed a grave crime and injustice! It's time indeed, that we overthrow the tyrant and let the people rule. That democracy shall prevail, with government for the people, from the people, by the people! That tyranny will be overthrown and cast out! That Ameriganastan be able to stand proud as a democratic nation! We do this not for ourselves but for others- the Ameriganastani people. As of now, Erid'Lor is in a state of war with Ameriganastan. All defensive measures are to go to full alert- 57mm and 76mm guns, Evolved Sea Sparrow and RAM missiles, Goalkeeper CIWS, the full suite. VLS systems are to ready to fire as and when needed. Battleships, arm guns and prepare to fire at their ports, carriers prepare to recover strike groups and launch new ones, Amphibious Assault Groups to be ready to send out LCUs and LCACs, EFVs too. You are authorized to fire at will. That is all, friends. Sic semper tyrannis- and good luck."

Closing that link and opening a new one to the Salzlander ships, Earnheart said, "This is Admiral William Earnheart to Salzlander Fleet. We are about to launch strikes against the Ameriganastani fleet and ground installations. Coordinates are being sent over now. Operation Icy Hail is underway. Good luck, friends." He closed the link.

Looking up at his commander, the XO said, "It's really happening, eh."

"Yep." The Admiral sighed. "Would that there were another way..."

OOC: Bear in mind that I haven't actually attacked yet.

OOC:my bad...again


IC: No movement sir.Salazand hasn't responded to the surrender, Karshkovia is staying quiet for now, and Erid Lor hasn't acted yet. *He scratched his head and nodded* "Keep your eyes on Salazand.when they respond with a no, sink them like rocks.As for Erid Lor, they don't seem to be acting hostile.have a radar plane buzz over them just to be safe.And bring me a glass of water and something for my headache." *As he did as he was told, Lowery dialed his phone* "Hello? Yes, I'm afraid we might have to come to that.if i am captured or killed, have the project released within a few days."

OOC: I wanted to give you a chance to respond either to my cruise missiles, or the 1,500+ aircraft between my Naval aircraft and the Varangians before I posted anything IC.

Off the Coast of Ameriganastan

The Helicopters moved towards the Capital, the location that they had been told the reporter was being held. When they arrived, the 11 UH-1Y helicopters ten of which were fully loaded with combat ready troops, landed near the building. The helicopters were clearly marked, as where the troops, they hoped that someone had told the guards here they where coming. Once on the ground, Colonel Jones, started looking for the man in charge, to get the hostages.

OOC: I wanted to give you a chance to respond either to my cruise missiles, or the 1,500+ aircraft between my Naval aircraft and the Varangians before I posted anything IC.

OOC:agreed

It was time. "All targets locked!" Communications were massive as coordination was needed- and now it was achieved.

It was all professionalism; the roar out in the environment seemed to diminish.

And now... "Launch targets launch targets!"

Every single fighter and strike aircraft dropped its bombs and missiles at the respective target; hundreds and hundreds of munitions soaring and dropping through the sky. At the same time, the VLS cells opened up; ships targeting the enemy Ameriganastanis and ground installations; torpedoes fired too as the Epsilon-class attack subs launched at the Ameriganastani fleet from maximum range. The SSGNs also launched multitudes of cruise missiles- each from different directions.

The massive 5 and 16 inch guns on the battleships roared forth, pounding shells out at the shore.

Meanwhile, the well decks of the AAS released many LCAC and LCU landing ships, together with EFV amphibious vehicles.

Through it all, new aircraft took off to launch more strikes and to defend against the enemy.

There hadn't even been a declaration of war- it happened so much, didn't it?- and Operation Icy Hail- and Icy Storm- was underway.

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All this was soon after a radar plane had buzzed over the flight; three fighters (three!) chased it, launching air-to-air missiles.

"Colonel Jones i presume? the "pleasure" is all mine.Heres the woman and her camera man" *Two guards drug them outside, shoving them at the Colonel* "Take them and leave.Lord Lowery doesn't wish your people to disgrace his capital any longer than you have to.Good day." *As the guards marched back inside, a single soldier stood on the shore, simply staring at the ocean.He squinted his eyes, seeing something bright in the distance.Moments later, he was blown to bits by a hostile shell.The attack had caught the normally prepared Amerigani forces totally off guard.The S.S. Lowery was buzzing with activity* "Lord Lowery, do you read?! this is commander Dorashey.Erid Lor has launched a sneak attack.Send backup!" "Sir, incoming torpedoes!" "Take evasive action!" *The hulking ship tried to move,but the torpedo struck before they could get out of the way* "Direct hit to us and several other ships sir" "Damage report" "Well the Lowery held up.Thanks the sands.but we have possible leaks near the back, and confirmed holes punctured in three other ships" *Dorashey activated his comm link* "Attack now!.Focus all forces on the Erid Lor ships" *Several strike prepared to take to the sky...right before a cruise missile impacted the deck, blowing most of them to bits.The situation on land was no better.Tanks and Troops had both been Caught by surprise as well* "Get those anti-air tanks up here now!" *Lowery was up and alert, hearing word of the attack from his bunker* "Shit, what do i do? I've never had to deal with a war...i mean, i have always been prepared for this.Have the Lowery lead a counter attack on their navy, i want strike planes to bomb those torpedoes, and land forces to prepare for any invasion by ground.Do it now!" *They did just as they were told, ready to take the fight back to them*

OOC: Ameriganastan, I have A ton of planes inbound on your fleet . . . .do you want me just to launch on your ships? cause I was trying to give you a change to intercept/sea to air.

OOC: Same here. I'm not sending nearly as much as DaWoad, but between my planes and the cruise missiles I launched at your airbases, I don't mean to seem pushy or impatient, but I can't move on until those are responded to.

OOC: Same here. I'm not sending nearly as much as DaWoad, but between my planes and the cruise missiles I launched at your airbases, I don't mean to seem pushy or impatient, but I can't move on until those are responded to.

OOC: same . . .for example I'd like to move uip my marines and start some sort of beech assault . . .but I can't do that till you resond to my Planes . . .

OOC: same . . .for example I'd like to move uip my marines and start some sort of beech assault . . .but I can't do that till you resond to my Planes . . .

And I have 300,000 ground troops which I can't unload until the blocking fleet is removed. But patience is a virtue.

And I have 300,000 ground troops which I can't unload until the blocking fleet is removed. But patience is a virtue.

OOC: lol true true

Ameriganastan

The locals seemed rather dull. To think, that the Beatusians would send eleven helicopters, with 100 combat ready troops to pick up two people. The forces disembarked from the helicopters, and moved towards the building, quietly surrounding it. Then, Colonel Jones knocked gently on the door, will many others trained their M14 rifled on it. They had their orders, Lord Lowery, dead or alive.

The group of commandoes which had been inserted quietly a while ago now began its role.

Sitting on the top of a forested hill, they observed Ameriganastani movements some distance away- anti-air vehicles, troops, and suchlike, camouflaged well, weapons at the ready.

Azark 1 muttered into his radio, "Fleet command, Azark. Bidor Group has moved to another position, observing troop movements on another area. There's a group of..." he quickly counted "at least 100 soldiers and a good few vehicles in the area that would pose a significant problem- tanks, AA, rocket artillery, self-propelled artillery, the like. Suggest bombarding."

"Roger that."

Minutes later the massive 16'' guns of a battleship traversed and shells roared toward the designated target- coordinates had been given. The enemy there would be blown to hell.

Meanwhile, the enemy ship Lowery had been detected by a submarine, commanded by Captain Roger G. Banks. "Sonar, conn! We have identified contact, not friendly, signature matches the Lowery's!"

Grabbing the mike, Banks replied, "Conn, sonar. Roger that. You sure?"

"Yes sir! No Eridite, no Salzlander ships in the area!"

"Very well."

Pivoting and looking at the weapons officer on station, he ordered, "Flood tubes, open outer doors, prepare to engage. Cruise missiles and torpedoes. Oh, and inform the Powers."

"Aye aye." The weapons officer passed on the message.

A short while later, multiple cruise missiles and torpedoes launched at the Lowery. Hopefully the ship would quickly sink and become a watery grave for its men.

Hopefully.

OOC:gimme a break.trying to divide my posts between four people is a little hard ya know >:(

IC:"Commander, incoming planes from DaWoad and Salazand.Its a three pronged attack" "Shit.send intercept forces on both of them.We can't get cornered by all of them at once.Prepare to fire main cannon..." "Sir! Incoming projectiles!" "Evasive action again!" *A missile sailed at the ship, heading straight for the bridge* "Shit! Evacuate the bridge!" *The missile slammed into the bridge, sending up in a massive blast.She wasn't sunk, but she was dead in the water.As the intercept force rallied to the DaWoad and Salazand forces(There, happy?) the guard opened the door again* "What do you want? You have your prisoner now leave"

Once the door was opened, the troops moved in to cover those inside and clear the building. "Now, if you would place your weapons on the floor, and get on your knees. If you do not resist, you will not be harmed. We just a have few questions for you, and if you answer truthfully, we will leave you completely unharmed," Colonel Jones said loudly. "We have the building surrounded, so resistance is futile."

OOC:gimme a break.trying to divide my posts between four people is a little hard ya know >:(

IC:"Commander, incoming planes from DaWoad and Salazand.Its a three pronged attack" "Shit.send intercept forces on both of them.We can't get cornered by all of them at once.Prepare to fire main cannon..." "Sir! Incoming projectiles!" "Evasive action again!" *A missile sailed at the ship, heading straight for the bridge* "Shit! Evacuate the bridge!" *The missile slammed into the bridge, sending up in a massive blast.She wasn't sunk, but she was dead in the water.As the intercept force rallied to the DaWoad and Salazand forces(There, happy?) the guard opened the door again* "What do you want? You have your prisoner now leave"

OOC: lol not bad . . .just one problem . . what does the force consist of. Generally the easiest way to split multiple attacks is to post a reply to the original message for each person. So instead of trying to reply to a projectile launch in a navel battle and two separate air assaults all at the same time, handle them individually.

OOC:gimme a break.trying to divide my posts between four people is a little hard ya know >:(

IC:"Commander, incoming planes from DaWoad and Salazand.Its a three pronged attack" "Shit.send intercept forces on both of them.We can't get cornered by all of them at once.Prepare to fire main cannon..." "Sir! Incoming projectiles!" "Evasive action again!" *A missile sailed at the ship, heading straight for the bridge* "Shit! Evacuate the bridge!" *The missile slammed into the bridge, sending up in a massive blast.She wasn't sunk, but she was dead in the water.As the intercept force rallied to the DaWoad and Salazand forces(There, happy?) the guard opened the door again* "What do you want? You have your prisoner now leave"


OOC: It's no problem, we are kind of pulling a dogpile here. And don't worry about taking your time between replies, I've got enough tests and quizes ahead of me to have more important things to worry about than an RP.

*The guards all dropped their guns and got on their knees* "What do you want to know?" *As the guards prepared to spill their guts, a large force of jet fighters sailed through the air* "This is squadron D, approaching hostile forces from DaWoad.Preparing to engage" "Squadron C, we are also in attack position, Ready to send these Salazand rats back where they came from" *As they prepared for battle, Lowery was barely keeping himself together* "What do you mean disabled!?" "Well your grand excellence sir, the S.S. Lowery has been hit with a missile directly to the bridge.We can't search for survivors right now due to the fighting" "Survivors? Fuck the survivors, I've got billions of Cody's just floating out there in the ocean.If that ship sinks....I'll.....damn it! why did i even bother killing father for this hellhole country, GAH!" *Lowery's aide wisely stepped out of the room before he found his pistol*

"It's very simple, just tell us where Lord Lowery is, and how to get to him, then we will walk right out of here," Colonel Jones said, as one of the other soldiers collected their weapons.

"They all remained silent* "We would never sell our Grand Leader out to the likes of you" "Um....actually i would" *The head guard turned his attention to the speaker, a young man who had only been working there a few months* "Hes hiding in a secret bunker under an old shut down nuclear facility, in the south corner of the capital" *The head guard snarled* "You traitor!.How dare you inform these invaders of our noble leaders location.When he defeats them, you'll probably be executed" *He sighed and nodded* "Hes there.Please stop him.Hes a monster"

On board the ELS Powers

Captain Hugh Armaged Don cursed at the Lowery's failure to sink... at least it was dead in the water. "Let's finish off this freaking bastard before it releases all its weaponry on us!"

Two cruise missiles launched.

*The guards all dropped their guns and got on their knees* "What do you want to know?" *As the guards prepared to spill their guts, a large force of jet fighters sailed through the air* "This is squadron D, approaching hostile forces from DaWoad.Preparing to engage" "Squadron C, we are also in attack position, Ready to send these Salazand rats back where they came from" *As they prepared for battle, Lowery was barely keeping himself together* "What do you mean disabled!?" "Well your grand excellence sir, the S.S. Lowery has been hit with a missile directly to the bridge.We can't search for survivors right now due to the fighting" "Survivors? Fuck the survivors, I've got billions of Cody's just floating out there in the ocean.If that ship sinks....I'll.....damn it! why did i even bother killing father for this hellhole country, GAH!" *Lowery's aide wisely stepped out of the room before he found his pistol*

Amerigani Airspace
"Hawk-1 this is hawk-5 enemy bogeys inbound. Single squad repeat single squad."
"Hawk-5, Hawk-1. Very well all hornet squads vixen-3."
only ten of the Pheonix squads fired but that meant 100 BVR Pheonix missiles launched at the enemy fighters. One hundred for a single squad of enemies and at the same time the Pheonix strike fighters were coming into range of the Amerigani fleet.

Salzlander Fleet
5 Myrmidon combined ships were now into radar range of the Salzlander fleet and the transports they were protecting had come on screen as well. a message was sent out. "Salzlander Captain this is General Hammer. We are moving to deploy. Any preference on where?"

*The last two missiles did the trick.Unable to avoid them, they plowed straight into the ship, blowing two massive holes in its side* "Shit.I am so going to get fried for this" *Turning on a barely functioning com link, Dorashey issued the order* "Abandon ship, repeat abandon ship!" *Crew members were already abandoning before he issued the order, piling into life rafts as the mighty ship started to sink.Dorashey issued one last message* "Lord Lowery do you read? The S.S. Lowery has been sunk.Repeat, the S.S. Lowery has been sunk" *He quickly ran for the nearest life raft, stepping over the dead bodies of the bridge crew*

*Lowery almost passed out when the message finally reached his bunker* "B-b-but thats impossible.Grandfather always said that ship was unsinkable.I...get my escape chopper ready now!" "I'm afraid we can't sir.With all the enemy air forces, you'd be shot down in minutes of liftoff." *Lowery reached for his pistol, and aimed for his aide, only to hear a click* "Sorry to mention this now sir, but you used your last bullet on the driver" *He sighed and tossed it aside* "How did it all come to this?" "Well sir, your a demented psychopath who killed 200 innocent people on the palace lawn.No offense" "None taken...dead man" *He pulled a second pistol out of his suit and emptied 3 bullets into his smart mouth* "Smart asses don't last long working for me."

Five helicopters thundered over the area which had so recently been cleared of the enemy, dropping light vehicles over the area. LCUs, EFVs and LCACs churned behind, making it onto the beachhead. The five commandoes observed closely, scanning the area for any Ameriganastani attack. Meanwhile, they called the other team over...

"Crap.Get any surviving tanks up here.We have to hold the beachhead.Get us some back up out here!" "Yes sir.Lord Lowery do you copy? We have ground forces invading.We need more tanks.Do you have any you can spare?.....sir?" *Lowery had finally snapped.He sat rocking back and forth, chugging the strongest whiskey he had* "Just....just do something.I need....i need to focus for a while." *He passed out, the bottle still in his hand* "Shit.Roll them up here.We're on our own until he gets sober again" *13 tanks stormed up onto the beachhead, aiming straight at them* "FIRE!"

Amerigani Airspace
"Hawk-1 this is hawk-5 enemy bogeys inbound. Single squad repeat single squad."
"Hawk-5, Hawk-1. Very well all hornet squads vixen-3."
only ten of the Pheonix squads fired but that meant 100 BVR Pheonix missiles launched at the enemy fighters. One hundred for a single squad of enemies and at the same time the Pheonix strike fighters were coming into range of the Amerigani fleet.

Salzlander Fleet
5 Myrmidon combined ships were now into radar range of the Salzlander fleet and the transports they were protecting had come on screen as well. a message was sent out. "Salzlander Captain this is General Hammer. We are moving to deploy. Any preference on where?"

OOC:any way you can rep. to this

Azark 1 nearly choked. "You're not serious!" He quickly took a peek through his own binoculars. "So... 3 platoons? Storming up at us? For God's sake... oh well. Never thought the Ameriganastani's were this stupid."

Azark 3 smiled grimly as he fired a Javelin at the lead tank as three Joint Common Missiles launched by LAR/AH-1 Ninjas, which were able to defeat modern armour better than Hellfires and which had a range of 28 km, soared past, ripping into three tanks' roofs, turning them into exploding fireballs as the fuel tanks exploded too.

"Commander, this is Azark 1. Enemy platoons advancing up on our position! Recommend that your tanks engage."

"Copy that."

Almost immediately, four tanks' turrets traversed to the left and their cannons fired, gouts of flame erupting from the barrels.

And as if that weren't enough, a daring chopper pilot soared overhead, staying impudently like an annoying, stinging hornet in place long enough for a Marine to kill the commander at his machine gun, then rappel down on top of the tank and fire his Ultimax LMG into the tank through the open hatch, sending bullets ricocheting around in the metal structure. The driver and gunner were... well... screwed.

OOC:any way you can rep. to this

OOC: Yeah, sorry, bad week for RP-ing as school totally dominated me.

IC:

"General Hammer, this is Admiral Vincent, on the Defiant. I want to clear their fleet out, then start a preliminary bombardment of the beach. Your troops will go in with the first wave of my Marines. I want the extra punch of your armor to give them support."

OOC: Yeah, sorry, bad week for RP-ing as school totally dominated me.

IC:

"General Hammer, this is Admiral Vincent, on the Defiant. I want to clear their fleet out, then start a preliminary bombardment of the beach. Your troops will go in with the first wave of my Marines. I want the extra punch of your armor to give them support."

"Admiral Vincent, this is general Hammer. Message received and understood. Our tanks and IFVs will land with your first wave. Hammer out."

OOC: Reserved for an IC post later today/tomorrow... I have two tests I need to study for first

*Lowery woke up, a crazed look in his eye.Fearing his own capture, or worse his death, he stumbled into the control room* "Prepare to relay this message to all foreign troops.And make sure the wall around the city stays shut" "Ready sir" "Good.Hello all who have decided to listen.This is Lord Lowery.I have a final warning for all invading forces in my nation.You will either leave now, or i will destroy my own capital.think about it.Hundreds of thousands of innocent people, wiped out by a simple nuclear bomb.Primitive technology i know, but it will blow this city to ashes.Could you live with that? Knowing you were responsible for all of those innocent lives lost? Retreat now, and i won't do it.Have a pleasant evening" *Everyone in the bunker stood stunned at his proclamation* "Your Lordship, you can't be serious can you?" "Dead serious"

"No response? I warned them.Move the missile into launch position" *The rather ancient nuke silo rumbled to life, slowly rising the missile outside* "Last warning.If i don't hear any word of a retreat in the next hour, the capital goes bye-bye."

The varangian mercenary force did not, officially, have nuclear devices. What they did have, on the other hand, was a very large and powerful strike fighter airfleet. Some of which were already over the ocean. two brokeoff and launched JSOWs at the coordinates of the silo.

"FIRE!" *Lowery waited for the launch, but nothing happened* "Someone wanna tell me why my missile isn't firing?!" "Because we've all had enough your Lordship.We've stuck with you until now, but this is insanity.Lord Lowery, i am placing you under citizens arrest.Grab him boys!" *Lowery reached for his gun, but instead was tackled by three of his own soldiers* "You cant do this! I am the eternal leader! Eternal you hear me!" *As they drug him off, the soldier manned the P.A.* "Attention all foreign forces.We surrender.Lord Lowery has been deposed.This fight is over"