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Marshal Shiunji Watanabe, also known as Joint Task Force Commander Watanabe, stood upon the deck of the USS Martial Glory, which has been summoned from the Allanean mainland to do battle against the Pudites. Once it became known that vast Pudite formations were on the move – ostensibly to intercept the Allanean and Allied formations that were moving to crush the Blackhelmians like the bugs their were – Joint Task Force Machaira was created and sent out by the Vice-President.

The Task Force was small – composed of 200 Type 07 ( http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=542256) Avisos, 30 Cruiser PAtrol Squadrons (http://z12.invisionfree.com/Allanea/index.php?showtopic=4&view=findpost&p=6994212) of the Allanean navy, and 40 Torrent class arsenal ships. In addition to the endemic support elements of these squadrons, 50 more Supply class replenishment vessels were en route.

But there was more. It was time – so the Allaneans felt – to unmothball some old vessels. About 50 Arsenal class missile cruisers were rapidly taken out of their storage docks, equipped with some elderly sailors just pulled out of retirement, and thrown into battle.

Further, the Allaneans had finally used the resources of the Confederacy of Sovereign States. 10 Cruiser Strike Squadrons ( http://z15.invisionfree.com/Confederacy/index.php?showtopic=31), staffed with Tarlaqian and Vizionarian troops under Allanean command, took the very point of the formation.

And the whole lot of ships steamed towards the Pudite force that had just now left harbor to intercept the anti-Blackhelmian task forces.

Two messages were sent out – one to the Pudites, and one to every nation that could have possibly held a grudge against them or Blackhelm.

The latter was a simple request for some money or firepower.

The former was a message of peace:

"Dear Sir!

As you know, we are now engaged in hostilities with the government of the Blackhelm Confederacy. This does not stem from imperialism, or from a desire to conquer their lands. Far from it. We are merely concerned about their support of what is actually overt piracy by the Griffincrest Corporation (including their recent attacks on Allanean civilian vessels).

Should they help us shut down the Corporation's piratical activities, and agree to have a certain respect towards democracy and human rights in the future (as we outlined in our letters to their leadership time and time again), we will not only cease hostilities towards Blackhelm, but help improve their economy with foreign aid, help them put down the Communist (and other) insurgencies currently rampant in their nation, and even become an ally and protector of their country. All we request are simple things.

We are nothing if not reasonable in our demands. As an ally of the Blackhelm Confederacy, it is your moral responsibility to explain to the leadership of that country that we wish their people no harm, and have no desire to commit any kind of atrocities against their population.

If you join us, you can help guarantee a prosperous, peaceful future for the Blackhelm Confederacy. Oppose us, and you can do nothing for them.

Sincerely yours,

Marshal Shinji Watanabe,
Commander of Joint Task Force Machaira.

Accede ad ignem hunc, jam calesces plus satis
Somewhere deep within the recesses of the central administrative compound within the Domain of the Emperor there was received a short message from someone named 'Shinji Watanabe', of some foreign task force. The message was relayed from the administrative compounds in the Kemeral islands, and was received from a people who called themselves the 'Allaneans'. This message was quickly discarded, although the foreign offices were notified of the present hostility of these people, and whatever allies they may have.

In receiving this information, the foreign offices proceeded first to notify the forces of Warmaster Likhodeevich, who was expected to come into contact with these peoples, that they were, in fact, now hostile. The standing order to engage when within one-thousand kilometers was expanded to encompass engagement when within any viable strike range.

Next, the foreign offices began an observation of the Allanean homelands, with the Foreign Relations office waking whatever Frumentarii agents they may have for service, while the Foreign Affairs office and their counterparts in Foreign Relations both began to re-orient their observation satellites to provide useful intelligence on this new enemy. These instillation had begun to move into place when the Dominion understood that this nation was engaging a friend of the Emperor, and now they were active.

What these instruments of intelligence gathering discovered was nothing more than was expected, and the heads of the foreign offices issued orders accordingly. Discovering the dispatch of a moderately sized Allanean fleet, Mr. White of the Foreign Affairs office issued an order, alongside his notification to the Warmaster of the Allanean's change of status, to the effect that he was to have his replenishment fleet merge with the forces of Field Marshal Lipozarevskii, while Fleet Admiral Uglechenin was to rendevouz with the colonial defense fleets for Nechronia and the Kemeral islands, and proceed to intercept this new Allanean threat.

Within six hours of the Allanean proclamation, the fleet of Admiral Uglechenin had reversed course, and was preparing to counter this newest object of foreign will. Beyond that; the deployment of the campaign's reserve force to serve it's duty, nothing changed. Warmaster Likhodeevich continued on his way, his glittering white fleet crashing through the waves of the open ocean, carving a path towards the Blackhelm Confederacy, and war.

OOC: Holy Propoganda-immune Pudites Batman!
May I send air-support? (Su-34s+B-52Hs due to distance, F-4 pilots would die of leg-cramps before arrival, they may need friendly refuels though)

Sending a surface/submarine fleet would take awhile (average cruise speed of 10-15 kts, plus a stoppover for refueling), not sure about their effectiveness, due to age/antiquity (designed for fighting Griffencrest, that or attrition against DMG).

Edit: 4FU, you do know these are PUDITES (http://www.nswiki.net/index.php?title=Emporer_Pudu), right?
If you had issues with lasers on the last one, pudites would make your headsplode.

And yes, at one point I did point out that replacing all bones with plastics would make his soldiers amnemic or something along those lines.
-Hence my first line.

There's a BIG difference between BC's and Griffy's fleets.

OOC: If I use a spell checker may I join on the side of Emporer Pudu?

And HurtfulThought. My fleet isn't any younger, not to forget that my fleet is by luck model alomost the same way that BC fleet is. What do you say?

OOC: Holy Propoganda-immune Pudites Batman!

(OOC: Roughly like 1984 meets Brave New World. As for the other concerns, I'd not bother with them(as I wouldn't with chargin' lazerz), but I have a very strict "one war at a time" policy which is both IC, because Third Spanish States isn't run by insane warmongers oblivious to the probable death warrant of fighting multiple fronts at once, and OOC because I wouldn't be able to manage and keep up with multiple war RPs.

I admit to have some military personell eugenically selected, in the meaning of being born from artificial insemination by profiling the genome of several sperms and ovules, cloning them and by aborting multiple fetuses lacking the desired features as phenotypes until hitting the right one. But their numbers are only enough for one platoon at best as they are part of an experimental program intended as part of a research effort in warfare possibilities for the next 50 years, and they are intelligence operatives rather than soldiers.)

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Somewhere in an obscure but busy server, data entered and left. Everything open was registered and organized for prior reading, a compendium of many conflicts, events and listings of nations classified in order of relevance, stored as a fountain of knowledge for the Confederacy, its primary, silent official response to everything that happened and was on their sphere of knowledge, for it was an widely held belief that words weighed nothing, while significant, decisive actions coupled with an wealth of information awareness weighed everything. That was the way of the Confederacy to observe rather than speak out loud, and to almost always only speak after taking action. There never have been official statements by the dozens condemning the atrocities of their closest enemies, the People's Republic of Spain. The only official statement was the declaration of war that came after the actions began, rather than before it, justified by the fact that their enemies were planning to catch them off-guard and attack them first, and proof of it was gathered. For some, such silence was a symptom of isolationism, and they were not entirely wrong as the Confederacy rarely intervened out of its sphere of interests in the mid Atlantic and western Europe, which other than for their old enemies, was particularly stable and peaceful.

Filters were essential in databases, and conflicts were prioritized by geographical distance, whether one of the participants was an ally, enemy or potential hostile, and by the scale of the conflict. In accordance, an human operator was actively reading of the new conflict about to erupt between their uneasy friends of Allanea, in the opposite, right wing of the libertarian spectrum, and the already known, Orwellian Pudite Empire. They had no wish to risk their war effort with a so geographically close enemy like Soviet Spain in a conflict to which, the very, draconian words were very clear about the final solution. For the Confederacy, the Pudites were beyond hope, and only through death they could be "freed". A closely guarded secret, the concept of genocide for extraordinary situations has not been dismissed out of historical precedents, for it was widely known, that those eugenically bred to be slaves could not be freed, as those eugenically bred to be freedom fighters could never be corrupted. It was perhaps ironic to even think about it, but regarding foreign relations with enemies of freedom at such scale, the first guide of every citizen of the Confederacy was a book known as The Prince.

The silence would not be absolute, however, as a private message has been sent to Allanea, as they realized how their unwillingness to take risks, although securing the continued freedom of their people, allowed for horrible existences to proliferate and continue.

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Encryption Level: Quantum encryption(critical)
From: Diplonet Private Node
To: Allanea
Subject: Thanks, and a wish of good luck

First, the Confederacy of Third Spanish States would like to thank the free nation of Allanea for its support to our war against Bolshevist tyranny, for your contribution to our effort has not been unnoticed, and even though we have differences in our views of what constitutes freedom regarding economic questions, we are glad to know that the bridge of standing of freedom can gap such differences. We have been aware of your conflict with the Griffincrest Corporation, and now, with the Orwellian police State of Pudu. Unfortunately, our principles of strategic focus, as we would rather to have greater chances to secure a victory for the cause of freedom in Spain rather than attempt multiple liberations with inferior chances, which in turn means that we cannot send military support to this front without jeopardizing our current liberation of Iberia. Nonetheless, we wish you good luck in this conflict.

OOC: Guys, the thread is open to all for a reason. Any and all posting for the naval combat between me and Emporer Pudu goes here. Feel free to join, just don't bring anything above PMT. No magic/vampires/werewolves except approved specifically by whoever you're going to use them on.

Two messages were sent out – one to the Pudites, and one to every nation that could have possibly held a grudge against them or Blackhelm.

The latter was a simple request for some money or firepower.

Hurtian intellegence had been monitoring the "Alleanean crusade" intently, but had so far been hesitant to get involved due to being caught more or less "flat footed", having removed their military presence from around Blakhelm for quite some time. Plus being in the middle of another round of weapons procurement to supplement aging hardware caused a considerable amount of the military only existing on paper, while at the same entire divisions were absent from the rosters or had been "misplaced" by privately contracted organizers.

But now the chips were down, the Pudites were on the warpath again, and causing many Chitzi nationals in the militias to consider mutiny (http://www.nswiki.net/index.php?title=The_Chitze_Revolution). A single, simple telegram was the last straw that caused the house of cards to come tumbling down, kiling all hopes of a peaceful resolution or simply waiting until one of the superpowers killed themselves with their own sabre-rattling.

Due to the distances involved, and other constraints, anything greater than token forces involved in a naval battle would not be feasable.
Still, a wave of 12 long range B-52H bombers and whatever tactical aircraft that were deemed capable of such a long journey were dispatched, possably to regroup somewhere around Chitzeland for either IAR or to swap out exausted flight crews with fresh ones.

Along with this, a carrier battlegroup and a series of aging submarine wolfpacks was also directed towards the predicted engagement. KC-130 tankers and FMA-6Bs with buddy-stores would undertake IFR tasks en-route to Chitzeland. These accomodations also were to be used simultaniously by C-17 Globemasters attempting to bolster perimeter defenses along the Chitzi frontier against Pudite aggression.

Meanwhile, various diplomats starting sending telegrams in such a flurry, that encryption was eschewed in order to free-up bandwidth. Some had to resort to sending their messages in abbreviated morse-code via heliograph and using runners to get around the now significant bandwidth constraints.

Two messages were sent to alliance members.

One, in the form of a PSA on industrial loudspeakers in and around The People's Republic Of Hurtful Thoughts, informed all personel to be prepared for "A live fire bombing demonstration on civillian targets on both sides of the border, courtessy of Emporer Pudu". It also informed hopeful contestants that they shall not be airing today's episode of "Who wants to be a Hurtian?".

The second, was in the form of an envoy named Steve Barnes, briefcase in hand, running in flat-soled dress shoes through the marble-linoloum floor to the recently remastered ASGARD briefing room, only to discover it empty. He sat down in a neatly upholstered leather chair and cradled his head in his hands in dispair. This room was built to hold over twenty diplomats around a large oak table purely for the discussion of military matters in need of immediate attention, and he was the only one present...

Pedro W. Mendez, after recieving a high-priority message form CHIA's director, decided to pre-emptively recall the entire resserve militia roster for iimmediate refresher training, he then passed messages on to two of his subordinates.

Todd McRanderson, an envoy representing Hurtful Outcomes Incorporated, had recently arrived in the Mercenary Camp of Avoya (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=572186), had recieved a fax, informing him to immediately procure as many mercenaries as he could in order to raid the Pudite and Confederate interiors.

Meanwhile, Leader Milo was still desprately trying to find the words he wished to use in the Hurtian declaration of open hostilities against the Pudite menace in the event the crossed the Chitzi border. In the end, he decided to pirate all radio frequencies and make a live broadcast in the event war broke out. He then went to work replying to the Alleaneans.

Dear Shinji Watanabe,

We hear your plea for aid, and shall offer whatever support we deem feasably within our capabilities as required, however, this is quite limited in directly improving the chances of your fleet's survival, aside from an officially nuetral observer in the skies at the moment via intermitent satallite coverage, we shall provide limited air support, based primarily on AShMs.

It is suggested, that you hold back a full-salvo of missiles in order to send a crippling shot from 3 directions.

Yours truly,
Leader Milo
On behalf of the People's Republic Of Hurtful Thoughts
Even as the message was being wired, planes were already lining up on the taxiways.
12 B-52 BUFFs, 24 F-4 Phantoms, 12 KC-130s, and 6 C-17s.

OOC: How would Pudu feel if I upped the ante and used some stuff from DMG?

OOC:
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Marshal Shiunji Watanabe laughed as he heard the news of Uglechenin's fleet turning towards him. That was just what he needed. War. Blood. Death. All the better to acquit himself before his mentor. Soon, Alexander Kazansky would return from his long vacation, and he would discover Allanea's enemies – the Blackhelmians, and now the Pudites – defeated by the swords of his faithful disciples, Watanabe and Al-Ghazi. And then he surely would rejoice in them. Such was proper and good.

Therefore, Watanabe ordered a flight of strategic bombers to take off from the Allanean mainland. Even now, through the dead of night, fifty B-22's were speeding towards the enemy fleet, escorted with 200 Lu-45 AF aircraft.

Their payload was cheap and simple – TASM missiles, drawn from the primary Allanean stockpile of such weapons. Though the stockpile in mainland Allanea was running low on Tomahawk mods, the Allaneans had other stockpiles of other weapons – and the order was given to waste every single missile if need be.

But that would not happen today. Of the stockpile at Fort-Czapp, about 300,000 missiles still remained.

As the bombers approached their targets, the voice of Marshal Watanabe was heard on their radios.

Valiant pilots!

Valiant sailors! Valiant marines! Now, a new enemy rises against us. The Emperor Pudu, and his swarm of thralls. They proclaim on their motto the filthy doctrine of Marxism – 'from each according to his ability, to each according to his need'. But truly, their moral filth is deeper than the moral filth of regular communism.

Regular communism at least pretends to liberate.

Theirs is the filth of utter and absolute oppression. The average Pudite is eugenically bred for slavery. He is numbed with drugs to keep him compliant. He knows no purpose in his life but to serve his Emperor. He is so enslaved that the last divine spark is gone from him.

For these men, there is no liberation that the valiant Allanean Freeman or his Confederate allies can bring, but the liberation that they will find in death. It is our sacred moral duty to deliver it to them. Kill them all and stack them deep.

Their rulers are worse than communists. They are worse than Maoists. They are slaveholders. Their fate is the fate of the slaver. Kill them. Have no mercy. If you see a Pudite official with his hands in the air, shoot him. If you see a Pudite official's wife begging you for mercy, smash her in the face with your rifle. If you see a Pudite baby cry, impale it on a bayonet and take it home as a memento. Let me state it clearly: Troops, you are Delta, Zeta, Four, Clear. Kill them all.

Let there be no mercy. Cleanse. Purge. Kill. Burn.

The Pudite slave and his loathsome master are an offense to the image of a human being as a free being. Exterminate them all. They pollute the sea with their presence. They pollute the earth by eating its fruit. They pollute the goddamn landfills of their nation when they walk upon it, because a pile of used toilet paper is more useful and pure than a filthy Pudite.

Ladies and gentlemen, on this battlefield, there is only one commandment: Kill.

Let your fingers ache with trigger pulls.

Let your arms tire with machete strikes.

Let your shoulders hurt from bayonet thrusts.

Let no Pudite vermin survive.

That is all.

May God continue to bless Allanea.

Even as those last words were uttered, the strategic bombers entered firing range to target. There is no known long-range AA missile that flies out to 2500 kilometers, nor is there a carrier-based aircraft that maintains a patrol to that radius.

And therefore, it was easy for the Allanean bombers to come in and launch their missiles – 20 missiles per strategic aircraft. One thousand missiles in total. Their targets were simply chosen – the Glacier-class fleet carriers, targeted by 50 missiles each.

This would prove to be highly entertaining for their crews.

-The Allied States of The Lone Alliance-
~Government High Complex~

Ministry of International Equality
"Pudu... What do we have on Pudu?" said a man named Manstin.
The current head of the Ministry.
"Crazy group of ****ers, their populace is hopeless brainwashed by a disturbing dictatorship. They also have us on the enemy list for some reason," the assistant said.
"I bet it's because of our actions in Chitzeland." Manstin said.
"I believe so, that and our overtly support of Nod."
"And now Allanea is asking for aid in defeating them... Isn't Allanea currently at war with the Blackhelm Confederacy?" Manstin asked.
"Yes but the Pudites have decided to enter the war on Blackhelm's side." the other continued.
"Another nation with a dark history..." Manstin said.
"Yes sir."
"What of Allanea? What is our current relationship?" Manstin asked.
"They were cold in the past, they accused us of being "Communist" in past times but as of now we have had nothing from them."
Manstin stood and went to the window, looking out at the late night thunderstorm that was lashing the building with Rain and wind.
"Tell the council..." Manstin said as lightning flashed in the background.
"I completely support it."

Ab honesto virum bonum nihil deterret
The Pudite fleet was not blind; long before the Allanean bomber pilots had released their missiles had they been detected by the forces of the Dominion. Knowing, however, that these foreigners were wise, and had remained well beyond the combat-effective range of the Emperor's pilots, certain other pains had to be taken to strike back at these aggressors.

Certain among the pilots of the Pudite interceptors in the air, of which there were currently hundreds, would fly out to maximum range and release a barrage of long-range air-to-air missiles. From more than two-thousand, three-hundred kilometers out, the range of the missile would make up the rest as they chased the bombers as they made the turn and moved away from the Pudite fleet.

The missile selected was the TD-AAM-4, a domestic air-launched missile designed to engage at extreme long ranges, including up to four-hundred kilometers away. The missiles would initially use an inertial navigation system, then make the switch to active radar for the terminal run. These missiles were deployed in groups of four on the Imperial Navy's F63KB Tengriy fighters, and with one-hundred pilots making the bolt out to twenty-three hundred kilometer mark, that meant four-hundred missiles. Each of the two-hundred escorting Lu-45 AF aircraft would have it's own missile, while the B-22s would each be followed by four of their own.

Meanwhile, one-thousand cruise missiles sped closer and closer to the center of the Pudite fleet. These weapons were quickly picked up by the airborne warning and control aircraft operating above the ships, and with each missile being tracked, the computers on board the A-05 Fortitude AEW&C planes, cooperating with the fleet-wide defense network, assigned specific ships' systems to target specific missiles.

As the missiles closed in, those ships on the outermost ring of defenses surrounding the carriers opened fire with their countermeasures. Thousands of TD-AAM-6, the tiny SCRAMjet assisted missiles burst off the decks of hundreds of Lionfish- and Champlain-class frigates, followed closely by those of their larger counterparts beyond, in the Atlantia- and Adari-class destroyers, and right on up to the missile systems of the cruisers and battlecruisers. All were recruited to serve the purpose of the infinity wise AEW&C aircraft...

With many thousands of these tiny interceptor missiles in the air, it was quite the task that some of these monoliths managed to preform when they made it through the hail of fragmentation warheads and the ever present storm of CIWS fire coming from the ships. These few missiles that survived, when impacting the aircraft carriers with their thousand-pound warheads caused almost universally fatal damage. The aircraft carriers Virtue of Chastity, Virtue of Charity, and Virtue of Faith were all put well beyond repair and were quickly scuttled by other Pudite forces. The carrier Oath of Service suffered damage to the deck so as to make it inoperable as a combat-carrier, and was therefore turned around to return to the Kemeral islands for repair.

With these losses was begun this newest conflict, this latest exercise of His will upon the foreigner. These ships and men would not be the last lost to the blaze that was to come, no, it had only yet begun to burn.

Annua Demini


The carrier walked briskly through the hallway towards the reception hallway. His attire seemed to suit the carrier, a dark black tailored suit, red tie, and the Dephirian Emblem pinned to either side of his shoulders. The emblem signified that he was of great importance to his nation, as he is in charge of carrying private messages from the Imperial High Commander himself to whomever needs to hear. This particular carrier had now just exited the capitol building, Jhal'Kural, and walked briskly to the awaiting car, a Rolls-Royce Phantom. The car was custom built, with a very modest Dephirian influence. Its windows were bullet-resistant amongst the world's highest grade of bullet-resisting materials, even the doors and side panels had been reinforced extensively! Even a typical fifty-caliber sniper rifle round would have trouble penetrating the armor. He slowed his pace as he walked up to the chauffer, who opened the door and waited for the carrier to step inside. The chauffer then closed the door gently and then entered the driver's side.

"Driver, please take me to the airport. I have an important business matter that needs to be tended to..." The carrier spoke very formally, and the driver nodded as the command was given. As the luxury car began to drive off, the carrier opened his brief case and peered inside. What he found was a simple yet very decieving panel with numbered buttons. To the right side of the panel was a detatchable handheld device, a phone. The carrier slid his hand down the panel and slightly jumped when another panel slid back, revealing a keyboard. At the same moment, a small monitor appeared as well. Smiling thoughtfully, the man took out an envelope of which he was given by the Imperial High Commander, and opened it. Inside were several encryption keys. Entering these keys would set up a direct link from his brief case to the Pudites. He entered the keys carefully.

"Access Granted!"

The words were spoken from a typical generic electronic voice that resembled a woman's tone. As soon as the last word had been spoken, the screen jolted to life, running access codes and other programming languages at a very constant and high rate of speed. After ten minutes, the case had fully booted up. Now he sat down and began typing, word for word, everything he was told to ask of him...

"Hello Good Friends!

It has been a rather long time since our nations have had contact with one another, and what a very peculiar occasion for our words to be exchanged for another time! I come to you on the grounds of which old ties be reinstated and past allegiences be resewn. The entire nation of Dephire is at the beckons of their friends and allies, the Pudite Nation. We still honor our past history in Chitzeland...and now we shall show to all how grand friends may be.

Of course, you may not need call us your friends, but mere acquaintances if that better suits your beliefs. There be not a day or streak of gloom of which a Dephirian frowns upon this strength between our nations...

With all of this said, tell me where my soldiers will hit hardest against this Allean monstrocity, and I shall do so. Sure, many a thousand Dephirian soldiers may lose their lives, however...they will lose their lives with such ferocity that no man would dare oppose!

What say you?

Signed,

Jacob Rhinestaff, Imperial High Commander of Dephire."

The carrier jabbed the 'send' button, then waited patiently for the possibility of a response.

ALERT ALERT ALERT

On the scopes of the Allanean bombers appeared incoming aircraft – a hundred of them. And the pilots knew exactly what to do. Mounted upon the wing pilons of the Allanean bombers were dozens of light decoy missiles, designed to exaggerate their own RADAR signatures, to pose as bombers and fighters. Every single one of the Allanean bombers launched 10 of the missiles – and suddenly, 500 new targets appeared on the RADAR screens of the enemy.

As the enemy missiles came in for the kill, bomber crews and fighter pilots alike launched IR flares. The B-22's also turned on their RADAR and IR blinders, seeking to mess with any advanced sensors that the enemy had mounted on their missiles.

Still, however, the casualties were extremely heavy. Of the Allanean fighters, 50 were eliminated, and so were 15 bombers. There was no choice left for the Allanean bomber pilots but to head immediately for home, and for the fighter crews to escort them there, as they were not armed with long-range missiles for this particular engagement. It would not be possible for them to engage the enemy in this fashion today. And yet, the operation had to continue.

From the Allanean mainland, a far more powerful force of bombers was rising. But they were no longer B-22s, that proved themselves unworthy of such a mission. They were Kestrel bombers – small, stealthy, with a RADAR cross-section the size of a small insect. 250 of the aircraft now rose into the sky. But where the Kestrels operated on a near surface-hugging altitude, far above them flew the LU-45AFs, again, 200 in number. They, too, were stealthy – albeit less so.

It was their mission, when they arrived within range of the enemy RADAR detection, to launch MALD (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ADM-160_MALD) decoys. Every single one of them carried a dozen of the light decoys on dual-mount pilons – between them, they unleashed 2,000 of these harmless beasts – and yet on the RADAR screens of the Pudites, 2,000 B-52's would appear in full, resplendent glory.

And as that happened, the Kestrels would hit range, too. They carried only five TASMs each – it was no time to save on missiles. They now launched them – 1250 in total number – to target the outermost ships of the enemy fleet, those that the enemy CIWS could not defend as easily. 125 random ships were chosen, and ten missiles were distributed per enemy ship.
urn.

Ah, right, Hurtian bombers...

Some hours ago, 150 miles away from Chitzeland:
The F-4 Phantoms and B-52s managed to rendezous successfully, and were also joined by a KC-130 carrying a pair of RQ-10 Angels on rails to top-off any surviving fighters for the return leg.

What should have struck the pilots as 'odd', was the presence of those two drones. As they weren't on any Hurtian ToO&E. And when asked, the KC-130 pilot replied that "it came from the alliance's resserve stocks".

This settled their questions, though it was hard for the pilots to remember seeing any of the KC-130's they refueled on so-far carry them. But then they remembered the "pony express" system they were using, trading between C-130s from many different airbases along the way, or ones that flew far ahead of the group.

Now:
As they neared the Alleanean bomber-formation/Pudite Fleet [4,000 NM, AKA "The final leg"], they took to their strike formation.

Up high were the KC-130 flanked by a pair of B-52s acting as long-range AA Missile buses (Air-launched Standard ERs (http://www.designation-systems.net/dusrm/m-67.html) [as LR ARMs, on pylons, 24 total] and Typhoon LRs (http://www.designation-systems.net/dusrm/m-67.html) [as ELRAAMs, in bays, 40 total]). Further up, were a pair of F-4 Phantoms trying to get a better radar-horizon and acting as advanced scouts [these planes carried a heavy loadout of AIM-120C (12 ea), AIM-7R (4 ea), and AIM-9P (2 ea)].

On the "low" field, were the rest of the air-fleet, the B-52s were to pop-up just long enough to launch their AShMs (modified Shkval in a powered JSOW) and turn-away for a flat-out run, as the F-4s would continue onwards armed with a mix of AIM-120Cs, AIM-9Ps, Skipper IIs configured as half-ton bomb-torpedoes, and 35 mm cannon.

Unbeknownst to everyone else, the KC-130 was acting as AWACS for the RQ-10s, one was at high altitude, planning to take visual intel of the enemy and lase the Skipper-IIs, even prepared to take over the task of the KC-130 and activate a failsafe in the event the LOS KC-130/RQ-10 link was severed.

The other RQ-10 was flying low, taking no chances for detection and intentionally lagging behind the other planes as it circled the enemy fleet in an attempt to manuver into their apparent weak-spot according to the KC-130 crew.

In the event the "failsafe" was activated, either by command or automaticly, both RQ-10s would begin their own bombing runs with 15 kiloton yield tac-nukes equiped as a inertially guided JSOW to allow safe recovery of the launch vehicles.

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OOC: I hope you disdn't deplete all your airborn AA stores already (fuel and LRAAMs).
Since I can't find stats on a powered JSOW (http://www.designation-systems.net/dusrm/m-154.html), can I use stats from the JASSM (http://www.designation-systems.net/dusrm/m-158.html) or Sea-Lance?
AIM-7R has an IR seeker from AIM-9P as back-up in case of radar-break-up.
AIM-9Ps are rear-facing and are controled defensively by WSO.
And long-range scramjets don't like sea-level. (http://www.designation-systems.net/dusrm/app4/slam.html)

A verbera ad verbis
Pudite airborne early warning aircraft had again detected the presence of the foreign attack planes; two-thousand incoming bomber-shaped aircraft, flying very low, obviously aimed squarely at the Dominion's fleet. Seconds later, even as the AEW&C aircraft had begun assigning bomber targets to the Pudite fighters still with LRAAM's to burn, the enemy missiles cut a path right out of the bomber formation, streaking into the combat intelligence center on hundreds of ships. Now, there were more important things to worry about.

Tracking these missiles was what these systems were designed for, tracking these twelve-hundred and fifty missiles - from these two-thousand planes... Questions were raised, were the bombers holding back, waiting? Why would they wait to close in, without any obvious fighter cover, it would be a slaughter...

In any case, ships were assigned targets from the incoming missile barrage, and planes were selected to engage the bomber force before they could continue and launch any further attacks. Two-hundred and fifty planes were summoned to the direction of the attack, and hoped to close with the bombers, which were headed toward them, and engage with medium or short-range air-to-air missiles.

As these fighters were leaving the fleet, the missiles were closing. Far below the cadre of attack planes, the battle had already been joined. As the missiles closed, the small Pudite interceptor missiles that had greeted the last salvo rose up yet again, flowed closely by streams of CIWS fire, slicing across the sky, tearing through hundreds of enemy missiles.

However, the volume of fire that was brought against these missiles was still less than was available to combat the first attack, for, as soon as these missiles reached the outer edges of the fleet, they reached their targets. The Lionfish and Champlain class of frigates would suffer the most, with the former losing twelve ships to the attack, and the latter suffering the loss of nineteen vessels to catastrophic damage. Those ships that were not sinking were, again, scuttled immediately. No attempts were ever made to rescue any of the crew, who were assumed to have been lost with the ships, either in the initial blast, or the ensuing Pudite coup de grace.

Even as the Allanean attack smashed into the head of the Pudite fleet, a second, far smaller, group of foreign planes were detected, moving up from another direction. They were identified as another group of B-52's, two of them, accompanied by a replenishment plane, and led by a pair of fighter-bombers. This force, being considerably smaller, was warranted less attention, but was deemed important enough to bring about the assignment of three flights of fighters.

Being as it seemed the bombers and their escorts intended to close with the Pudite fleet, they would become simple prey for the thirty aircraft sent to counter them. The first flight of Tengriy fighters split into it's two constituent detachments, which maneuvered to engage the enemy's F-4 fighter-bombers. Each of these fighters fired a single TD-AAM-5 medium-ranged missile, with the five planes of each detachment targeting only their formation's assigned F-4.

The second and third flights of Tengriy's moved to engage the bombers, with each fighter there also discharging a single TD-AAM-5. The missiles were guided by an inertial guidance system, replaced by active radar systems in the terminal phase. The hope was to quickly engage and eliminate the attack before it could do any damage.

Elsewhere, a Pudite fleet quite unlike either of the two now sailing to engage the Allanean navies had taken shape. This fleet was not one of ships, but one of planes. Flying now above the open sea, this was a force of B-117A strike bombers was bound for the Allanean fleet rallied to engage the Pudite forces of Warmaster Likhodeevich. Specifically, it was a pair of bomber groups - four-hundred aircraft total - that were making the journey, aided by a flight of A-06 Bastion replenishment aircraft.

The Pudite bombers, being essentially unescorted because of the lack of carriers displayed by the Allaneans, intended to close only to about three-thousand kilometers, and then turn away. When the B-117A bombers closed to this range they would unleash their twenty-four hundred missiles. Each of the bombers was also armed with six TD-ASM-2 anti-ship cruise missiles, along with four long-range air-to-air missiles, in the event that they are found by some yet unforeseen group of foreign fighters.

The Pudite bombers intended to target the larger ships in the foreign fleet; the one-hundred and seventy cruisers and the forty arsenal ships were the priority targets. It was assumed that the arsenal ships, being likely the primary strike agent of the fleet, would be the best protected of the vessels, and by that thought, only five missiles were assigned to thirty of the arsenal ships, and four to the remaining ten.

More important to the Pudite commanders, however, were the more peripheral cruisers. Obviously, they would be well protected, but hopefully less so, and therefore each of the enemy's cruisers would be engaged by thirteen Pudite cruise missiles.

Yet, even as the Pudite fleet continued to weather the attacks of it's enemies, and even as the Imperial Air Force offered a strike of it's own, disturbing news was brought to the attention of the Foreign Affairs Office in the Dominion. The war had ended, the Allanean's had made peace with the Confederacy. What this meant for the Emperor's soldiers and sailors, Mr. White knew not, but he would learn. Soon, the matter would be taken before the Emperor, and soon after, a deceleration of Pudite intent would follow. For now, however, the war continued.

Instructions, however, were given to specific elements of Warmaster Likhodeevich's force. Although he was ordered to keep surface combat elements of Fleet Admiral Uglechenin's and his own fleet active and moving towards current objectives, he was issued the supplementary order to the effect that he was to discontinue all plans to land soldiers in the Blackhelm Confederacy itself, and was ordered to return those elements of his fleet to the naval compounds in Nechronia under their own escorts. He was not given any reasons for being order to do this, merely that it was important that he did.

The war continued for now, albeit not quite the same one as before. Only time could now tell, however, for how much longer it would continue...

Extrarius Res DeferoUrbi et orbi
To: Jacob Rhinestaff, Imperial High Commander of Dephire
From: Mr. White, foreign affairs office, Dominion of Emperor Pudu XLII

The Dominion in general and the Emperor Pudu XLII in particular are pleased to again hear from our Dephirian friends. For, indeed, the people and government of Dephire are some of the few elements of the international world that the forty-second Pudite Emperor would consider his friends - and it was a similar relationship that brought this message to be, we are certain.

Concerning the offer of Dephirian assistance against the Allanean nation, there is news. Recently, the United States of Allanea and the Blackhelm Confederacy have come to a peace settlement, and their war is ended. Therefore, the Dominion no longer bears reason to fight, and even as this document is prepared the issue of the Emperor's forces continuing this conflict is being brought before the Emperor himself for judgment. Therefore, and because He is expected to elect that the Dominion as well conclude a settlement with the foreigner, it is unlikely that Dephirian assistance will be necessary in the near future here.

However, the Dominion is pleased to hear of the continued support for our Emperor by the people of Dephire, and would like to return that firm support and friendship, in the hopes that in future situations such as this, similar assistance can be offered by either nation to the other.

Good day,
Mr. White.

From the Allanean escort cruisers, literally thousands of RAM missiles rose into the sky, aimed at the incoming missiles. Every single air defense cruiser contributed at least a hundred missiles, and those ships that were targeted fired 25 missiles of their own, each. Nothing could survive this incredible missile spam.

True, this was a waste of ammunition, but the Allaneans didn't care. The war was over. They were leaving.

A verbera ad verbis
Even as the Allanean attack smashed into the head of the Pudite fleet, a second, far smaller, group of foreign planes were detected, moving up from another direction. They were identified as another group of B-52's, two of them, accompanied by a replenishment plane, and led by a pair of fighter-bombers. This force, being considerably smaller, was warranted less attention, but was deemed important enough to bring about the assignment of three flights of fighters.

Being as it seemed the bombers and their escorts intended to close with the Pudite fleet, they would become simple prey for the thirty aircraft sent to counter them. The first flight of Tengriy fighters split into it's two constituent detachments, which maneuvered to engage the enemy's F-4 fighter-bombers. Each of these fighters fired a single TD-AAM-5 medium-ranged missile, with the five planes of each detachment targeting only their formation's assigned F-4.

The second and third flights of Tengriy's moved to engage the bombers, with each fighter there also discharging a single TD-AAM-5. The missiles were guided by an inertial guidance system, replaced by active radar systems in the terminal phase. The hope was to quickly engage and eliminate the attack before it could do any damage.
Nope, these are different missiles (TD-AAM-4 vs TD-AAM-5), I flew in to engage, these have a range of about 70 km, and were probably fired at sixty or so kilometers out. If you would have preferred to have engaged with your AIM-120's, which have a range beyond that, before, than we can have that happen.
OOC: My B-52s loaded with AAMs outrange the Tengriies attacking the F-4s...
Had those been AAM-6, I'd have been screwed without lube.

IC:
LR-CAP
The crew of the KC-130 were a tad late deploying ECM, a trio of towed radar-decoys withthe intent to make more bombers appear, shift around the radar-returns on the Pudite scopes, and attempting to jam everything on certain frequencies simultaniously.

Sadly, 3 decoys, no matter how advanced, would not be very effective against the twenty or-so seprate radar-posts located in the noses of the approaching interceptors.

Therefore, the crews aboard the B-52s had no choice but to fire as many long-range missiles they could and go down swinging.

They started with the insanely long ranged Typhoons, modified surplus RIM-50s that wre in their bays. These had sufficient range to safely engage the enemy interceptors, provided the C-130 stopped jamming and helped guide missiles. However, AIM-7Rs were cheaper, and would have less oprotuity for such favorable use against the clearly superior Pudite's technical capabilities.

F-4 Scouts
For reasons already apparent, the Pudites had them out-radar'ed, effectively seeing through their half-baked attempts to spoof the entire fleet.

They note on their RWR multiple radar-locks, the Pudites had their firing solutions already...

The Hurtians acted first, each firing a brace of AIM-120C missiles, one per Pudite aircraft, this still left sixty percent of the pudite aircraft unengaged for the 1.47 minutes of flight time required of the AIM-120s to reach 100 km, more than long-enough for the pudite aircraft to close within 70 km and fire their own missiles unmolested by the Phantoms.

But that was why the Phantoms were to fly under the cover of Long-range missile buses (the B-52s), which, through coordinated planning, the B-52s engaged the planes on port, while AIM-7R/AIM-120Cs engaged starboard with solvo of six Typhoons (ETA~4 minutes, so this was more just to get the pudites pumping evasive manuvers).

Before ANY of these missiles had a confirmed kill, the Pudite aircraft hit the 70K mark, prompting the second salvo, each F-4 re-targeted an additional interceptor using an AIM-7R and AIM-120C, letting the previous salvo finnish their job on their own using active radar in conjunction with IR homing.

Lo-CAP (F-4s on the down-low)
The pilots were dumbfounded as thirty Pudite aircraft loaded to bear flew right past them without firing a shot. For this they would pay dearly, as a flight of eight Phantoms broke-off from their attack-runs to engage their six o'clocks with additional AIM-120C missiles (4 ea, limited fire-control limits them from engaging more than two planes at a time). This left a full squadron of twelve Phantoms to penetrate the Pudite fleet and clear a path for the remaining ten B-52s.

B-52s vs Pudite interceptors
There were still twenty not-quite engaged Tengriies boring down on what ammounted to the strike's only significant source "covering-fire" in ECM and long-ranged missiles.

Being slightly taxed in their fire-control, they could not engage all planes simultaniously, opting instead, to select "Rapid fire", letting a train of typhoons follow each other until the lead missile impacts, then direct the "chasers" to another target until the two chains of seven Typhoons was expended.

In addition to this, they readied slightly shorter ranged Fire-and-forget (Active terminal radar guided) Long-range Standrard SM-2 missiles. The crews groaned as they did this, preffering to use the more "shiny" ELRAAMs the Hurtian Marines were testing on New Roanoke Island*.

*Essentially, they are being given the 8 mm Hotchkiss of long-range missiles in this RP "in order to use up the surplus", same reason why there are AIM-7Rs issued and used whenever possable instead of AIM-120s.

OOC: sorry for the confusing post, trying to engage everything at once with these missiles is like trying to successfully dual-wield SMGs... (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EJ8jFbIjtTU) And even then, Im pretty sure I missed something...

Lo-CAP (F-4s on the down-low)
The pilots were dumbfounded as thirty Pudite aircraft loaded to bear flew right past them without firing a shot. For this they would pay dearly, as a flight of eight Phantoms broke-off from their attack-runs to engage their six o'clocks with additional AIM-120C missiles (4 ea, limited fire-control limits them from engaging more than two planes at a time). This left a full squadron of twelve Phantoms to penetrate the Pudite fleet and clear a path for the remaining ten B-52s.
OOC: That was a surprise. I must have read your original post wrong, and going back and reading it, I can see what you meant, and what I thought, but it was my understanding that you had sent ONLY the two bombers, two fighters, the refueler, and the fancy nuke-planes. Now, I thought it was odd, because that was a ridiculously small force to fight a fleet of ships, but I guess I accepted it. You were mainly in it to nuke the ships anyway...

Now, I suppose that there are some MORE B-52's and F-4's on the "low-field", which I guess I missed because I thought that, when you mentioned them, you were referring to the high ones again, because you never told be how many planes were in this low field, so I never developed the idea that there were any...

I would have done a few things differently, I should say...

Aquila non captat muscas
Certainly, someone somewhere had made a significant mistake. A very significant mistake. This was a mistake that was about to cause the Emperor the lives of numerous talented and very expensively-trained pilots, not to mention their tools. This was the kind of mistake that one lost their life for, for the Emperor did not want for those who were so lax and incompetent in the undertaking of their duties.

Therefore, with no orders to engage the twenty F-4 Phantom fighter-bombers below them, the whole of the thirty Pudite fighters blew right past them, without a care. These fighters had long ago been detected by the fighters, and of course, this information was common thereafter to the whole of the Pudite fleet, via it's interconnected network of information, but there were still no orders. Certainly, the Emperor knew what he was doing, his servants were wise, and had a purpose in all they did, right?

Well, nothing goes right all the time, especially when it would be most convenient for it to do so. As it was, the three flights of Pudite fighters had flown directly into what was - unintentional but certainly not unwanted by the foreigners - a trap. Pudite displays lit up very quickly with new contacts, missiles, moving in towards the small group very fast. Suddenly, the situation looked significantly worse. Not, of course, to the pilots, who believed firmly first of all that they were protected by their Emperor's wisdom, and second of all that it was their duty to sell their lives to preserve that wisdom. No, they were fine, but if anyone was watching, they would understand. The situation was not good.

As it was, someone was watching, and it was soon realized that a mistake had been made. Orders were given for a further two flights of Tengriy fighters to remove themselves from patrol and engage the now unopposed F-4 force flying straight for the fleet. These pilots were given orders by someone with the mindset such as the fleet was not prepared to take any more chances. These pilots were given orders to engage at long range, through deployment of their TD-AAM-4 missiles. As soon as the enemy passed within four-hundred kilometers of the oncoming fighters, they were targets. It was more than likely that the pilots would not have to wait very long to engage.

Meanwhile, the planes before them, flying into the face of the foreigners, were prepared to sell their lives. Certainly, they still outnumbered the enemy, and now, with orders to broaden the engagement to include the F-4 Phantoms behind them, the pilots complied with zeal.

One detachment was ordered to target the F-4's immediately behind them, and, even as their first salvo went off, and as enemy missiles were closing in at speeds faster than sound, the Pudite's prepared their next attack. When the order was given, the pilots engaged their electronics suite, the Digital Electronic Information Utilization Entity - the system whose components had detected the ignored aircraft before - which was given authority to prioritize targets according to orders and engage as it saw fit. This system; DEITE, instantly released from it's side bays, one from each bay, a pair of TD-AAM-5 medium-range missiles. These, when released, were not released conventionally. A blast of air was fired from the Svarog armament system's launching component that caused the missile to tumble out of the bay, instead of falling horizontally. The missiles then oriented themselves through application of their own guidance systems and control surfaces, and fired off, heading to the rear of the planes, to engage the F-4's that were following them.

OOC: I am tired, and want to stop writing this post...

To the front, there yet remained many unanswered missiles, many of which proceeded to slam into the head of the onrushing Pudite aircraft, radar-absorbing paint, distribution and reduction of the heat signature by the body of the aircraft, IR flares, chaff, and the focused blasts of microwaves from the under-the-wing pods the fighters carried notwithstanding. Although many missiles were confused or rendered useless, some also found their targets.

Of the thirty planes, only twenty-one survived after a few seconds, and were prepared to continue the engagement at close range, as the fighters closed, with short range missiles and cannons if necessary...

OOC:

I would have done a few things differently, I should say...
Ah, I noted the quantity of planes I sent at the bottom of [http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=14207846]this post[/url].

Post 14 only devoted a paragraph to them:
On the "low" field, were the rest of the air-fleet, the B-52s were to pop-up just long enough to launch their AShMs (modified Shkval in a powered JSOW) and turn-away for a flat-out run, as the F-4s would continue onwards armed with a mix of AIM-120Cs, AIM-9Ps, Skipper IIs configured as half-ton bomb-torpedoes, and 35 mm cannon.
Since I was assuming you noted the quantity much earlier, I decided it was fair to tell you where I was "hiding" them.

The loss of all but one of the C-130s and the C-17s was described in the begining of post #14 as well. Even though that leaves two more phantoms unaccounted for in this RP, I'm hoping I wouldn't need them to join in what would become their wholesale slaughter.

I would only consider it fair I give you the same courtesy you gave me earlier, allowing to retcon a few seconds of my actions so you can insert a late-(surprise)-reaction to this. But honestly, at ~3,000 nautical miles, placing them planes at less than 250 feet ASL would set them ridiculously below the fleet's radar-hoizon, especially if they went in on passive-sensors only.

Granted, your interceptors could spot them with a fair amount of ease, I'm pretty sure radar performance would be less than optimal when flying high and seeing a navy-blue/grey blur blast under their periphial.

Your call though, break-off and engage the lowball fighters (24 vs 30), and get slaughtered when the MiGCAP shows up, or keep going and take it in the six while radioing in for more interceptors, or compromise and attack the "sitting ducks" (10 B-52s) placing you between a rock (the MiGCAP) and a hard place (the lowball F-4s).

Ironicly, I got this idea from a hypthetical AShM strike against a US CBG with KSR-5 Kingfish-armed Tu-95 Bears*. I think I got the idea from NSD...
*Which I think the Ruskies made intentionally into what would amount to a frentic "see who shoots faster" rather than a range-duel.

Edit: oh fudge, you added IC already...

Wait.. all that and I only hit four of them?
Oh, right, the Typhoons haven't hit anything... yet... (they were a minute too late to have any impact on outcome), and niether has the second salvo of twenty (spamfired) AIM-120Cs and four (ripple-fired) AIM-7Rs (which pretty much emptied their weapons-stores, not the most 'efficient' use of them w/o a control-plane... But here's hoping an AIM-120 does what it says on the tin when fired at "point blank" compared to AIM-7s).

I'll go into their detail... Since there shouldn't be as much of a "panic-button" subject after the crews eject/die.


As it was, someone was watching, and it was soon realized that a mistake had been made. Orders were given for a further two flights of Tengriy fighters to remove themselves from patrol and engage the now unopposed F-4 force flying straight for the fleet. These pilots were given orders by someone with the mindset such as the fleet was not prepared to take any more chances. These pilots were given orders to engage at long range, through deployment of their TD-AAM-4 missiles. As soon as the enemy passed within four-hundred kilometers of the oncoming fighters, they were targets. It was more than likely that the pilots would not have to wait very long to engage.
12 F-4s /w/ AIM-120C vs 20 Tengriy Fighters /w/ TD-AAM-4... Who will win?
The crews were lit-up like a christmas tree, clearly being targeted now, fun...

Enemy achieved radar-lock at nearly 500 kilometers, all the crews could do were to fly lower and for the WSO to activate and monitor the ECM...

400 km, missile flashes, not much else they could do at this point that they weren't already doing, besides, there was a chance the Pudites were bluffing, right? The pilots had the same brash arrogance and faithfulness in their WSOs to see them through as the Pudites had in their Emporer. Besides, nobody onboard even knew of missiles with that kind of range equiped to fighter jets, they must be bluffing...

After awhile of waiting, one of the WSOs activated their active radar to see if the missiles splashed already...

Nope, still coming... Missile-Range: 50 [nautical] miles... Damn... those things are fast... Distance to enemy aircraft, still over 100 miles and hopelessly outside of missile range.

It was decided that it was best to take evasive manuvers and start burping chaff+flares at this point. It didn't work too well, in spite of the occassional near-miss and malfunction, enough of the darts of flaming death flew true enough to pretty much eliminate the entire squadron before they could fire a shot. A few "lucky" and/or cowardly ones in the back managed to punch-out before recieving a faceload of long-range missile...

From here, it was expected that these Pudite aircraft would continue onwards to engage the bombers in the low-field... All they could do was watch as their own RWRs started their death-chirp...

*They could have turned-tail and ran for MiGCAP, but I'm too tired to let these fellas live through one post just so I could kill them in the next...

One detachment was ordered to target the F-4's immediately behind them,
...
This system; DEITE, instantly released from it's side bays, one from each bay, a pair of TD-AAM-5 medium-range missiles. These, when released, were not released conventionally. A blast of air was fired from the Svarog armament system's launching component that caused the missile to tumble out of the bay, instead of falling horizontally. The missiles then oriented themselves through application of their own guidance systems and control surfaces, and fired off, heading to the rear of the planes, to engage the F-4s that were following them.
8 F-4 Phantoms /w/ AIM-120C Vs 5 Tengriy Fighters /w/ TD-AAM-5
The enemy fighters were outside of the No-escape zone, had already fired missiles in self-defense, and they had only two AIM-120Cs apeice to really do anything against them with. So now was time to manuver...

Pulling full afterburner, dumping their skipper IIs, they entered a steep climb as the WSOs monitored the progress of the AAM-5s. This was done in an attempt to get outside of the enemy missile's performance envelope, and/or outmanuver them post-burnout. With the missiles on a climbing stall and the Phantoms in a power-dive, it was hoped they could escape the missiles and make another attack from six-o'clock high.

With a fair amount of skill, they avoided most of the missiles, one of the pilots forgot to roll onto their backs in order to watch the missiles, and was subsequently gibbed from under his own seat. All others escaped with varying degrees of damage, only one made it out unscathed, two lost primary hydraulics, three lost secondary, and one lost all power and would soon be running on control-cables only (primary hydrualics cut, secondary leaking heavily with pumps off = bad mojo if going at high-speed).

It was decided to call-off one of the able planes to escort the "mission-killed" Phantom as it would attempt to limp back to friendly skies. Bailling out next to Pudites was not an option.

OOC: will get to last part tomorrow.
Of the thirty planes, only twenty-one survived after a few seconds, and were prepared to continue the engagement at close range, as the fighters closed, with short range missiles and cannons if necessary...
0 of 2 F-4 Phantoms /w/ 35 mm cannons+AIM-9P vs 21 Tengriy Fighters... Oh shit...
The superior range of the AIM-120Cs managed to knock down four enemy planes, from one single detachment before the missiles came.

In addition to the initial wave of six TD-AAM-5s, came 15 additional aircraft and their armarment, though they apparently had yet to open-fire, preffering to close-in.

Both pilots, as planned, unleased pretty much all their larger missiles in an attempt to thin the horde of fighters, vastly overloading their own outdated fire-control systems and forcing the missiles to rely upon their own guidance for the entirety of their short flights.

Even as these missiles were being fired, the pilots attempted to jink into a forward-slip in order to change course yet keep radar-lock to fire additional AIM-7Rs. One jinked too slow, and took a pair of Pudite missile simultanously, while firing its own missiles, the pilot attempting to eject.

Moments later, an observant WSO noted the crewman's lifeless form plummet into the sea, still strapped to his seat, drogue-chute streaming uselessly in flaming tatters.

The pilot, now having expended all offensive missiles, switched to his pod-mounted 35 mm gun in a custom semi-integral ventral recess, originally intended to busting tanks, it also proved quite capable of putting down planes in previous training excercises.

The WSO did his best to prevent lock, dumping chaff and flares continously, while using the RADAR in an attempt to burn-out any enemy radar-locks...

Taking careful aim, the pilot fired a burst upon a lead fighter, there were no tracers in his loadout, the invisable wall of death came and went unseen. The Pilot didn't get the chance to see the resault, as he took a salvo of short-range missiles and went-out guns blazing.

Inertia and whatever lift remained of the airframe carried it past the Pudite aircraft. With the gun still firing, either because the wiring short-circuted or the pilot was still inside pulling the trigger

2 B-52 "Missile-buses" /w/ Typhoon LRs + KC-130 Vs 21 Tengriy Fighters
The missiles were nearly upon the enemy, no apparent attempts to dodge had been made, but they still had plenty of time.

Due to Track-via-missile, ECM would have little effect, however, at this range, even with the mighty Typhoons, they'd be coasting, thus making them liable to not manuver well, though this was already considered when the missiles were made, explaining for the 60 kg combined blast-frag and cont-rod warhead, close was usually good enough for these to ruin any pilot's day...

(twenty missiles, fired in quick succession [all in the air], although only 6 planes may be targeted at any given time, all of them are currently being tracked, hopefully I won't need to explain the "rapid fire" for the AIM-120 AMRAAM and AGM-114 HELLFIRE)
For almost simultaneous attack on multiple targets, the missile can be fired both in ripples (when all the targets are illuminated by different lasers) or in rapid succession (when one designator switches to the next target when one is hit).
And thus, has a limit if one epic pilot can keep a string busy long enough...

OOC: Yeah, I added IC immediately because I didn't want to bother with anything else, and I don't care a whole lot what happens here. You'll blow up some planes and I'll blow up some planes... Hmmm...

I'll wait for you to finish your post before I respond.

OOC:

So...what is this? Can someone give me a synopsis of all that is going on?

OOC:
Finished previous post, not sure about this one though... :unsure:

I will be AFK soon*, travel and such.
Shall return after I leave.
*Could be tomorrow or day after.

OOC:

So...what is this? Can someone give me a synopsis of all that is going on? Read first post, then go over everything I wrote on in the ASGARD C-box.
It involved Griffencrest initially, this is kinda an after-effect formality because he wanted to fight to the bitter end and call-up reinforcements...
I think Pudu is still for it cause he wants to see me try and slip him a 'shroom...

OOC:
Read first post, then go over everything I wrote on in the ASGARD C-box.
It involved Griffencrest initially, this is kinda an after-effect formality because he wanted to fight to the bitter end and call-up reinforcements...
I think Pudu is still for it cause he wants to see me try and slip him a 'shroom...

OOC:
I meant to see that Allanea and Pudu are at "peace", so why the hell are you persisting?

OOC: Yeah, I'm staring in disbelief, myself.

OOC: Yeah, I'm staring in disbelief, myself.

OOC:
Almost makes me want to play two of my favorite childhood songs while writing a very, very long post. Prince of Egypt "Plagues" and "Playing with the Big Boys"...ha.

Seriously, do tell my why you persist, HT.

OOC:
Seriously, do tell my why you persist, HT.
You remind me of a fictional psychatrist in a short-story...
He shot some astranauts, believing them to be physical manifestations of a very bad hallucination from a mental patient.

After shooting the last one, the bodies remained, so, he came to the conclussion he had gone insane merely by having contact with this "mental patient", and in order to prevent further "infection", he shot himself.

...

I persist, therefore I am? No, that not right... um...

Because I was too lazy and bored to call-off the attack.
Because it suits my purposes in other RPs to continue the attack.
Because I wanna see if I can make a mushroom cloud.
And because I been meaning to invade one of the "bigger" nations* of NS, rather than curb-stomping newbies.

I'll let Pudu retcon if he finds continuing the RP as too insane.

*"The list" consists of DMG, Blackhelm, Pudu, The Parthians, Undershi, Hataria, Axis Nova, and The Kravan Corporation**.

**Minor lulz occured when I mistook "Cravan" for "Kravan" during R+R...

Just wanted to cut in with something completely un-related but...
You remind me of a fictional psychatrist in a short-story...
He shot some astranauts, believing them to be physical manifestations of a very bad hallucination from a mental patient.

After shooting the last one, the bodies remained, so, he came to the conclusion he had gone insane merely by having contact with this "mental patient", and in order to prevent further "infection", he shot himself.
"The Earth Men" -Ray Bradbury, Copyright 1948

(Helps that someone gave me a copy of some short stories several years ago which was sitting not more than 4 feet from me.)

OOC: Well, I continue even though I am pretty finished with it just to give this little section of the RP a close, and let it end naturally. I need this to finish mostly because it pretty much just becomes - instead of a side-show to the Blackhelm/Allanea thing - a side-show to the new Chitzeland thing.

This is why, although I am too lazy RIGHT now, I hope to post something sufficient by the end of the night...

Persist!

And is it just me, or is TLA stalking this thread?

Persist!

And is it just me, or is TLA stalking this thread?
OOC: I sent you a telegram regarding this stuff, like, four days ago or something...

In addition to TG response:
Would a pair of chuted 15 kt Medium Atomic Demolition Munition/W45 warheads work instead of 1 kt SADMs?

Just a minor niggle if you'd rather it go off.