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Engage-Open MT ATTN Lynion former allies and embassy nations

Northam-York
01-01-2009, 15:40
OOC: Tech has being changed to PMT by the way. Also, its officaly CLOSED so no more nations may enter the battlefield. It includes telegrams, dispatchments etcra.


"This is the new High Chancellor of the United Facist Provience of Northam-York, Harvey Williams speaking," started the voice of a middle age man as he sat behind a desk in studio with all channels tuned into his program. "As some of you might know, Prime Minister Edward Daniels was assassinated by terrorist elements known as the Cybog's. As the elected leader of Northam-York, I will bring the Cyborg Race on its knees and make them face justice! I will bring peace back to our island home and we will know a new age of peace and prosperty," contiuned Harvey Williams as the camera shows a gunfight between the NY Imperial Army and Cyborg Elements. "I will make sure those demons will face their makers. I'm also going to ask the Council to make a state of war against Stoklomolvi and their allies and what's more, we will be the nation that extinct's the Vamperial Kingdom and its pathetic excuse for a military force!" finished Williams. "This world will be rid of the Communist Dogs and the Imperalists Scum and a new Grand Facist World Order will be enforced!" contiuned Williams as the broadcast finished with the usual credits.

Williams walked off stage as he was followed by Field Marshall Rommel and his bodyguards.

"Think the Grand World Order will take notice of this move?" Rommel asked Williams as they climbed into awaiting limo and drove off. "More importantly, will anyone find out we assassinated Daniels?"

"Bah!" remarked Williams as the limo drove off with the usual escort guards. "Those scum won't know what hit them. Besides, we're the closet nation to the Lynion Home Land. Think someone will pass us by?"

"True sir," replied Rommel. "The orders have being given and the attacks are going to be swift,"

"Excellent, how soon until they start?" smerked Williams as Rommel checked his watch.

"Err...should start in 10 minutes at the most. The embassy nations alled with Stoklomolvi are going to be attacked as well,"

100 kilometres south of Adelaide
Lynion Port City of Bunbruy

The hum of the soft jet engines of F111 Bombers soared overhead alongside with FA-18 Fighter Jets acting as an escort, could be heard softly below them. The day was clear as the sun was sitting in the middle of the sky. The pilots checked their positions as the port city below them looked to be quiet. The pilot checked their position over the port city as he gave thumbs up to the over pilots. They were joined with six B-52 Bombers as they started to drop their pay-load of heavy bombs. The pilots smiled as the explosions could be seen from the pilots eyes.



OOC: I would be happy if no-one sends WMD's, Chemical, Biological Weapons or Nuclear Weapons on my nation.
Lynion
01-01-2009, 16:19
Rathma was silently having a walk through the port city base as he pass by several Regulars preparing to make a change of the guard. With the recent events including the assassination of Primie Minister Edward Daniel's and the change of the treaty, it would be a matter of time before they were forced to leave. With the World War already going further than expected, the Vamperial Kingdom had only a matter of days before the war came to their door steps.

"Hey sir," smiled Longshanks as the streets suddenly had shadows looming over them.

"David, how are you?" replied Rathma as the pair suddenly looked at the sky.

"I was going fine until they showed up," pointed Longshanks as the N-Y air force was already on top of them.

Rathma suddenly listened as the soft sound of a whistle could be heard. He didn't bothered to look up as he threw himself and Longshanks aside as bombs started falling all across the port city. Buildings collasped as the men scrambled to their positions. Very few got to their positions by about 3 of the 15 Flak 88's managed to open fire on the bombers.
Sudova
01-01-2009, 18:21
In the Port, aboard the SMS Global Transporter...

The piracy problem last month, and the disappearance of the SMS World Strider, which was also believed to be the actions of pirates, had the merchant-sailors already on-edge. It also had the shock-value needed for weapons-real ones, to be allowed to some Sudovan merchant vessels on reserve call-up to the Navy.

Unfortunately, the Lynions didn't want their guests to come armed-though the Stokli-GWO conflict had given them some legal cover for vessels tasked with relief and supply.

"Bombers." Harvey Strom said, and lowered his glasses, "Long-winged, look like maybe F-111's, and they're not marked as on the friendly list."

The city was being hit, and some bombs were falling on the docks.

"All Hands, All Hands! Our Host is being attacked, this is a daggers situation. Cut the Peace-bond." He announced over the mic, "I repeat, cut the peace-bonds, we're under rules of hospitality here, and our host is being attacked."

On the decks, as the eighty-eights in the city were firing, weather-covers came off of Hawk Missile launchers that had been chained to the decks, and the ship's "Weather radar" was brought to full military power.

Two of the Marines on the bridge (okay, reserve marines) jumped to a station marked "Meteorology Reporting" and powered up the battery.

"IFF shows clear shooting, sir." one of the men announced.

"I know that. Gods help us if our hosts are offended." the Captain said, "Weapons Free."

Hawk is a missile system designed to engage supersonic capable threats with guided anti-air missiles. Over the decades, the system has recieved improvements to range, accuracy, and payload, as well as target acquisition. Improvements in data-systems over the last couple of years (thanks in large part to Her Majesty's treaties with Lynion, Rechburg, and Ralkovia) have led to a massive improvement in efficiency of the system.

Software gave orders and the missiles did the work-there were a LOT of targets in the air.

"Wish we had a full navy complement." Harvey muttered, "I'm sure they've got more than some jammers protecting those things." He tapped the radioman, "Call the port authorities, even if what we do helps, the Lynions are probably going to have serious issues about our having weapons in their waters without asking. If they do, I'll take the burn for it."
Northam-York
02-01-2009, 01:46
"Holy Crap!" shouted Flight Lieutenant Holly as the B-52 next to her F111 was suddenly shot out of the sky and was screaming to the waters. The last of the bombs were dropped across the dockyards as they bombed the ships before a pair of F111's were ripped apart by the flak.

"This is Wing Commander Jones, all planes turn around before we lose anymore planes," ordered Jones voice as another jet was shot down by a missile.

The air fleet turned around and headed back to their airbase as some of them were starting to get nervous about their choice and the deed that had being committed.
Lynion
02-01-2009, 02:28
OOC: WOOOO!!! Hold your fire! I don't think N-Y made this clear but let me. I've got a training base in N-Y and he's bombed the crap out of it. So really, he's trying to drive me off his shores to avoid an invasion fleet which is coming in my IC post. He wouldn't dare assault the homeland with a small strike force. He would've being shot down before his payloads could be dropped.
Lynion
02-01-2009, 02:30
"Today, January 2nd, 2009, the forces stationed at the Port City of Bunbruy was suddenly and deliberitly attacked by the air force units of the Northam-York military," started High King Vamp's voice over the radio. "Other nations think we'll be asking our allies to do the job for us. Tell that to the valiant forces of the 5th, 7th and 9th Armada's. Tell that to the raiders that are sinking enemy supply lanes. I have asked a declaration of war to exist between the Vamperial Kingdom and the United Facist Provience of Northam-York," finished High King Vamp.

Apoclypito Invasion Force
1,200 kilometres from Perth,

"Vamperial Headmaster Lee, enemy land sighted," reported in Captain Hutson as a new ship ran alongside the flagship, Lynion Heavy Assault Cruiser, the Shadow.

"Inform the air force to make preparations of air support," ordered Lee as he observed the battlefield. "Have the Dark Knight and the Shadow of Fear prepare to charge up their main guns. Have the AA warships overlap their range with other AA warships,"

"Will be done sir," replied Hutson as he went off to carry out the order.

Lynion Port City of Bunbruy

The bombers had turned around as the gunners held their fire. Rathma coughed as he staggered out of the buildings as he helped Longshanks onto his feet. The pair had dust across their faces as they headed towards the hospital.

"Sir, we got something you might not like," reported in a runner. "We found some Sudovian ships docked in the harbour. They returned fire on the bombers when they bombed the dockyards,"

"Shit," replied Rathma as he wiped dust off his face as he was given a towel and some water to clean his face with. "What the blazes are they doing here?"

"We don't know sir," replied the runner. "They just called us a few moments ago. What do we do sir?"

"Get a damage report and get their wounded over to our hospitals. We'll discuss their recent docking when a Headmaster arrives," answered Rathma as Longshanks washed his face from the dust. "When do we bugger out or are we gonna hold this city?"

"Sir, we got orders to hold until the invasion force from the south arrives," answered the runner. "Reports are coming in that the armada is going to assault some time soon,"
Northam-York
02-01-2009, 02:40
OOC: Northam-York is a facist nation
Northam-York
02-01-2009, 02:54
"What?" shouted Williams as Rommel and other generals gathered in the main hall room in the Capital Mountain City of Northam.

"The bombings has caused the Lynions to hold their ground against us. It seems its going to be another Tobruk problem," explained Rommel. "To make matters worse, there's a Lynion Armada about to invade Perth. To make matters a nightmare, we got no army between Piece Air Base and York. The closet army is about two days march and is stationed in Adelaide. We can move them south but we might be attack..."

"Shut up!" shouted Williams as he looked to be nervous. "Have the air force and the navy engage the Lynion Invasion force,"

"Sir, by the time we engage them, they would've landed and setup a base of operations,"

"I WANT THAT AIR FORCE TO DO ITS JOB!!" shouted Williams at the top of his voice. "I also want those cyborg scum wiped off the face of the Earth!" finished Williams as he dismiss his commanders and went to have a quiet drink.



Battle for Perth

Perth was quiet as the citizens were quietly going on with their usuall daily routine. The police force was out in force and had being given M16 Assault rifles and RPG's to use. The citizens looked worrried as a boardcast demanded that all civilians are to hide, run for the hills or attack the Lynion Force about to invade them. The police force wasn't a military force and had little training in urban combat. When the Lynion's were coming closer and no air force or navy to engage them, many of the police officers started to lose faith in their commanders. That wasn't until four flights of FA-18's (108 planes) soared above the city and started to engage the Lynion armada. This would give some time for the Police Force to setup some defence's before the invasion force arrived.


TO: The Holy Empire of Anemos Major
FROM: Northam-York

We have every rights to do what we please and to show we mean business, in the small box that this telegram is attach to, the head of General Hawkeye can be found in a jay with his cyborg parts still attach to the bastards head. We will fight the terrorists and we will win!!
Anemos Major
02-01-2009, 03:17
OOC: Ok, Northam-York, I've pulled out, but...

IC: The Holy Empire of Anemos Major requests that in exchange for not intervening that the remaining cybernetics be sent to Anemos Major. We will not overlook the genocidal acts you have committed already, but any further acts will prompt action.
Sudova
02-01-2009, 06:30
OOC: WOOOO!!! Hold your fire! I don't think N-Y made this clear but let me. I've got a training base in N-Y and he's bombed the crap out of it. So really, he's trying to drive me off his shores to avoid an invasion fleet which is coming in my IC post. He wouldn't dare assault the homeland with a small strike force. He would've being shot down before his payloads could be dropped.

[ooc]Whoops. Disregard my post!! (unless you want to take it somewhere, that is...) a couple of ideas spring to mind as to why there'd be a Sudovan freighter in the dock-the city's under Lynion control, for instance, and presumably there are/were non-military or other contract haulage being done to or from the area (somewhat similar to U.S. ships docking in french and italian ports prior to 1941, or dutch ports prior to 1917), non-military contract haulage (ordinary freight), or technically legal-neutral shipping (medical supplies, food, etc) bound for distribution by NGO's-of course, the freighter opening fire is a really, truly, bad idea, but they were having bombs dropped on them...or at least near them.
Lynion
02-01-2009, 07:14
OOC: It was aimed at Anemos Major not Sudovia...unless I'm mistaken
Lynion
02-01-2009, 07:56
Battle for Perth

Thousands upon thousands of Higgin MK2 landing boats swept across the blue seas as the frigates, destroyers and AA Swatter Cruisers produce air cover for the landing craft. The carriers dispatched 56 un-manned fightera aircraft to engage the Northam-York detactment alongside a barrage of Flak 88's. The heavy flak allowed the un-manned aircraft come straight on top of the FA-18's.

The heavy cruisers and the assault battleships started to rain shells across the beaches as the Higgn Boats started to come closer. In the advance one was a squad of Lynion Assassin's who happened to be veterans of the Last Fungi War. Captain Jonathan Daniel and his squad of seven waited for the Higgn Boat to land. Jaxson held his sniper rifle in his hands as a tank carrier zipped past them.

"Odd, there should be shelling happening," started Jaxson as he looked keen to get off the boat.

"The cruisers and the battleships are hammering the shorelines already, expect resistance of some kind but we got no idea what we're up against," explained Jonathan as the Higgin Boat started to come closer to the beach. "Remember our objective, secure a beachhead and secure the city!"

"Clear the ramp!" shouted the pilot as the ramp was lowered.

Jonathan lead his men onto the beach as a tank had blocked their enterance onto the beach. The Panzer X had excellent armour and it gave the squad cover from any gunfire from the beach. The squad re-grouped as they awaited for a response from the defenders.
Northam-York
02-01-2009, 09:04
The citizens of the city were in panic mode as the sight of Lynion landing boats coming onto the shore. The Police Force wasn't prepared for this as the shells started to shatter their positions as several fleed from the beaches. Then came the sight of tanks and infantry with better weapons and training. Office Meg looked arcoss from her position as her partner was had her arm shattered by a spray of bullets.

"Where's the medic's?" she called out as she caught her partner falling onto her.

"There's no medic's within the city except the doctors at the other end of the city," shouted back the commissioner before his position was blown apart by a shell landing on top of them.

The ammo was running low as they were laying down supressing fire until a contiouns pressure from the Lynion's.

"Whose in charge here and where's the ammo?" shouted Eric as he was suddenly hit by a bullet in the leg.

"The commanders are dead," shouted someone else as shells started to land around them. "Ammo is running dry and the Lynion's are going to masscare us unless we do something,"

"Come on Richie!" shouted Meg as she cut part of Richards slevee off and used it to cover the wound. "We got no chance and the air force has being slaughtered against their armada. We need to surrender!" finished Meg as she was about to wave a white handkichief in the air before being shot by on of her own people.

"We got orders to hold and we will hold!" shouted Commissioner Jones as his pistol was smoking. "In the mean time, everyone is to withdraw into the city now!" Jones got up and under the spray of bullets, made a dash for the buildings as he took cover behind the wall. The officers knew nothing of war and suddenly everyone (except Meg) got up and attempted to retreat into the buildings.
Ustio North
02-01-2009, 12:45
OOC: Lynion, are you using the Vampire and Werewolf powers in this one?
Lynion
02-01-2009, 14:23
OOC: I try and use their powers when the homeland is invaded.

IC:

Lieutenant Rex peered around the corner of the tank as the squad noticed the enemy was in full retreat. However, they had no intensions of surrendering. Daniel took point as many of the Lynion's held their fire as some shoke their heads.

'We have our orders,' thought Daniel to himself as the tanks rolled into position. 'Betraying allies deserve a traitors death,'

"Battalion! Take aim!" shouted Daniel as the front roll knelt and the back row stood up. "Gun 'em down!"

The entire battalion opened fire as they started to move forward slowly. Some of the tanks targeted the buildings which the retreating forces intended to use for cover. The cruisers held their fire as the un-manned aircraft darted across the battlefield and started to pick off wondering defenders.
Sudova
02-01-2009, 22:09
[ooc: gotcha. Worked out why they're there, too... Mail and care packages too low in the priority list. Sudovan freighters roam just about anywhere, and they've got a decent record for making deliveries where smarter/more sophisticated folks just won't go.]
SMS Global Traveller

After the bombers departed, damage control teams worked to clear the secured cargo area. Harvey Strom walked the deck nervously-Okay, where are they? The port-workers were fighting fires down the docks. "Fires out?" he asked

Liz Croatos, the ship's engineer, looked up from what she was doing. "Aye, sir...Sir, my husband..?"

"Dead." he said, "Bomb fragment went through the bridge. I think the boys got the one that dropped it, or maybe the Lynions did with their cannons."

"You seen the doc about that wound?" she asked.

He looked down. there was a Lot of blood. "um..." about then, his eyes crossed, and he went down like a sack of turnips on a harvest floor.

About that time, the Port authorities, along with several Lynion troops, were coming up the gangplank.
Northam-York
03-01-2009, 05:13
Meg had her back against the wall as she watched her former co-workers be gunned down by the Lynion Invaders. Her eyes started to stream with water as she pulled her partner closer to her only to realise he was dead. Her shoulder was slightly shattered, the building the survivoring officers had gathered in collasped right on top of them and the last of the Police Force had laid down their arms and were waving white flags. She watched as the flag of the Northam-York, on top of a tower, was replaced with a White Flag. They didn't last an hour let alone five days. Meg threw her rifle aside as she waited for the invaders to take her away.
Lynion
03-01-2009, 06:08
Daniel watched as the white flag rose on top of a tower noting that the defenders had finally surrendered. He gave the orders to hold fire as the squads hold their fire. Tanks rolled through the streets as they were quick to secure the main roads.

"Rex, check the enemy. All wounded are to be sent to the hospital and get a death count," ordered Daniel.

"Yes sir," replied Rex as she went off to find any wounded.

"Major Gath, take three battalions and secure the city. We need all equipment and soldiers ashore if we're going to contiune the offensive. Have the wounded be sent to the hospital ships and secure all weapons!" ordered Daniel as Gath nodded his head and went off to secure the city. "Jaxson!" shouted Daniel as Jaxson came forward while reloading his rifle. "Take two men and get into the tower. For the moment, your squad of two are going to be our eyes and ears until the radar base is establish,"

"Yes sir!" replied Jaxson.

Jaxson took two men and carefully went through the streets as an IFV pass by them with two squads heading to secure the main streets. There were already a number of tanks and infantry buzzing around and taking in POW's and securing their weapons.

Bunbury

Rathma was the commanding officer of the port city and with the secure of the city and the AA Flak gunners at their station, he was quite sure he was going to be safe. David Longshanks was flanking his left while he had Lieutenant Kita flanking Rathma's right. They ventured across the docks as they walked along the gang plank before arriving at the ship. Rathma noticed there was some damaged done to the ship which was Sudovian.

"Send the wounded over to the hospital," started Rathma as he met a Sudovian. "I need to talk to your commander about the current situation,"
Northam-York
03-01-2009, 07:46
Meg silently sat against the ruined wall as a Lynion soldier pass by her. She looked at the soldier and realised it was a woman. Maybe she wouldn't beat her up, maybe she wouldn't be raped like the other bastards in her unit. She started to sob quietly as she felt a sense of jealously flow through her. The invaders seemed to be mucher nicer than her own unit, then again, so were the Monarchists and the Democratic Forces.

"Miss..." started Meg as she staggered to stand up. "...I need help miss...please..."

Outside of Bunbury

"Perth has what?" shouted General Blamey into the radio as he was informed that the Lynion's had taken Perth. "What about Bunbury?"

"They're still inside by what our scouts have seen," replied the voice as Blamey threw the radio aside and shouted.

"We're going to assault Bunbury!" shouted Blamey as he ordered his troops to head towards Bunbury.

5 divisions of infantry and 2 divisions of armoured units rolled towards the Port City of Bunbruy. Blamey was an inexperienced commander and had never seen a speck of war. With this being his first ever conflict of any kind, he was very inexperienced with the veteran soldiers who had seen action during the Civil war. Nevertheless, they were going to be some time and this would give the Lynion's a chance to prepare themselves for the assault.
Sudova
03-01-2009, 09:31
SMS World Strider

The ranking officer they found, was not the captain of the ship-he was being taken off on a gurney, unconscious from loss of blood and visibly concussed. Rathma and Kita found the ship's Engineer, instead-the only "officer" currently alive on-board.

Rathma had been "To Sudova" before-and been largely unimpressed. Some of these men seemed to be making up for the comic-opera incompetence he'd witnessed, though perhaps overcompensating was a better term-there were only a handfull of them that weren't sporting injuries, and some of the men, including the female officer who had, apparently, inherited command of the ship after the air-raid, needed moderate to serious medical help.

"Port Authorities, Ma'am." Seaman Verell announced. She glared at the seaman, "Duties done?" (it came out "Dyoo-tees dunna", a thick accent that was a little bit like gargling a mouthful of marbles while being pummelled.)

the Seaman hurried back out, as the Lynion officers walked in. She was standing with her coveralls down, undershirt up, and what had to be the (remaining) ship's medic wrapping fresh gauze over a nasty-looking wound in her side.
Her introduction was fairly hard to understand-thick, thick accent and a strange set of emphasis-a regional accent from somewhere far from the Capital of her home nation.

"Ahma 'Lizbet Croatos, Enjnear, temPrary cappan, You t'beetha 'THoritias o' d' Poht? K'nay s'kur d' Ship 'foah 'm 'ressted f'da Miss'ls?" she was sooty and dirty-her skin, where it had been covered by her clothes, was the kind of fishbelly white you find on a person who never sees the sun-or doesn't see it often, and she reeked of diesel, hydraulics, and lubricants. Rathma and Kitas could see the woman was missing a few fingers on her left hand-from the second knuckle up-what are sometimes called "Machinist's bites", usually caused by working with unguarded machine tools while sleep deprived.

[ooc: Translation: "I'm Elizabeth Croatos, the Engineer, and acting Captain. Are you the port authorities? May I secure the ship before you put me in irons for the missiles?" The implication being that whoever's in command of the ship, is responsible for not only the condition of the vessel, and its actions under their control, but the actions taken by that ship under their immediate predecessor, including criminal actions. Her accent, if you're interested, is common among certain families that, for the most part, spend very little of their lives ashore-families that remained "People of the Ships" when the Clans settled Sudova, but also retained ties to their land-bound kin.]
Lynion
03-01-2009, 09:47
Rathma listened as Kita pulled out her PDA and quickly handed it to him for the translation. Kita raised an eyebrow as Rathma became interested in her story. Rathma could just amke out what she said but he double check with the PDA before speaking.

"Interesting," started Rathma. "I'm the commander of this outpost and the only authority here and I'm not going to put you in irons just because you return fire on the enemy bombers. That takes guts to do under heavy pressure. However, I am going to need an explaination of why your here and what your intenstions are," finished Rathma as Kita translated it into the natives language.
Sudova
03-01-2009, 10:16
[ooc-writing in dialect is a pain in the ass, Liz is speaking dialect, but I'll write it straight for the sake of saving my fingers...]

She smiled, and spoke slowly so that the translator understood her words. "Our shipping line picked up a postal contract, shipping low-priority bulk mail, some civilian relief supplies for refugee camps caused by the fighting, and other non-strategic goods into the war-zones where other couriers refuse to go due to insurance issues. Some of that mail is headed for military personnel fighting on the front-lines, some of it to rear-area personnel, and lots of it to civilians and civilian employees working in threatened areas and areas where there has been or is likely to be fighting."
She gestured outside the window, "This was supposed to be a pretty light run-bring the mail to a Lynion outpost and training base. We were more concerned with attempts to sink shipping, than with attempts to strike the port itself, so the Captain got authority to bring along some weapons from his Clan's reserve arsenal-they're Dirtyfeet, so it was a trick to mount them-we had to chain them to the decks and put weather-covers over them, and the first few days the operators were making my passageways stink with their weak stomachs-it was good for teaching the young ones how to properly clean a ship's passages, and to check for leaks...but our intention here is simple-deliver our cargo, possibly collect more, and move on to the next port...a process that will be somewhat more complex with the damage we've taken in people-terms, especially with the Captain gone and my Husband gone to the Hallah-I'm not officered enough to keep the Crew ship-shape, especially with..." she paused, and the smile collapsed. "...never mind that, we will put to sail when your mail is delivered, and the oil-tanks are topped off-the hull and the engines are good still, and the steering works."

(Rathma's sharp eyes catch an object on the floor-it is a child's doll, and it is covered in blood. several of the bundles in this room are small, but body-shaped, and her body-language puts her between the Lynions and the bundles...bodies.)

"If we are not under arrest, I ask you a boon..." she says it with a shaking voice, "Kill the men who did this attack. Kill them all."

[ooc: Historically, the ancestors of the Sudovans really WERE people of the ships-to the point that it is still rumoured (though unconfirmed) that some of their ships have hidden nurseries, and that once out of sight of land, they are raised working the ship in families...it is known, on the other hand, that Sudovans as a whole are very much attuned to the idea of revenge as a moral imperative.]
Lynion
03-01-2009, 10:37
"Calm down for a start," started Kita as Rathma noticed the doll and bent down to have a look at it. "The situation has become worse. We've got no naval ships between us and Perth. The Northam-Yorkian raiders will be hunting down any ship that ventures outside our port defence network," explained Kita. "For the time being all ships are grounded until further notice,"

Rathma had already taken the doll and looked at it. It made him think about his two daughters and the son back home. He didn't wanted to touch it for the time being as he stood back up.

"They going to get more than they bargin for," started Rathma as he stood up and noticed how the woman was standing between them and the body bags. "For now, I want you to take your crew ashore and get a check up at the hospital. Allow my naval engineers to make a clean sweep of the ship and see to it if it requires any repairs, I'll see to it that the crew's quarters aren't checked due to privacy respects. It can only be broken if the problem is in or connects to the crew's quarters," explained Rathma. "I have a feeling there's a connection between you and the bags and I'm not going to break it. If you want too, we can give you something to preserve the bodies until you return home. I understand that some crews wants to bury their dead either at sea or in their homeland. We'll have to check the weapons and make sure they're safely secured," concluded Rathma. "Is there anything else please inform me or ask any of my officers,"


OOC: Its a Lynion Tradition that the bodies in the bags aren't moved until they're buried or burnt at home. That's why they don't touch the body bags and won't try anything.
The Northern Baltic
03-01-2009, 20:21
The Airfield
As soon as the airfield was brought under Lynion control, planes were prepared to take off and head to the airfield. Helicopters were brought along in An-125 transports and a division belonging to the 2nd Army was brought along as well.


30 Mig-1.44
10 Su-22
25 Mi-35
7 Ka-50
50 Il-28 drones
_______

2nd Army, 3rd Division

20,000 troops
20,000 AEK-971 w/GP-30
20,000 OTS-33
5,000 Pecheng MG
1,000 Kord HMG
500 Sa-18
100 120mm mortars
400 KPV
2,000 RPG-29
300 BTR-T
200 UAZ-469
750 AT-15 Kornet-E
Sudova
04-01-2009, 11:00
"Calm down for a start," started Kita as Rathma noticed the doll and bent down to have a look at it. "The situation has become worse. We've got no naval ships between us and Perth. The Northam-Yorkian raiders will be hunting down any ship that ventures outside our port defence network," explained Kita. "For the time being all ships are grounded until further notice,"

Rathma had already taken the doll and looked at it. It made him think about his two daughters and the son back home. He didn't wanted to touch it for the time being as he stood back up.

"They going to get more than they bargin for," started Rathma as he stood up and noticed how the woman was standing between them and the body bags. "For now, I want you to take your crew ashore and get a check up at the hospital. Allow my naval engineers to make a clean sweep of the ship and see to it if it requires any repairs, I'll see to it that the crew's quarters aren't checked due to privacy respects. It can only be broken if the problem is in or connects to the crew's quarters," explained Rathma. "I have a feeling there's a connection between you and the bags and I'm not going to break it. If you want too, we can give you something to preserve the bodies until you return home. I understand that some crews wants to bury their dead either at sea or in their homeland. We'll have to check the weapons and make sure they're safely secured," concluded Rathma. "Is there anything else please inform me or ask any of my officers,"


OOC: Its a Lynion Tradition that the bodies in the bags aren't moved until they're buried or burnt at home. That's why they don't touch the body bags and won't try anything.

Liz understood. "I'll need to inform the crew...our internal speakers are broken, and there's still work to be done." She led the Lynions out onto the deck-away from the makeshift mortuary. On the deck, there was some cheering as the forward secure hold opened, and the cranes lifted out a pallet. "I think we can keep them busy unloading and sorting the cargo." she added brightly, "that should keep them occupied for a while since we are stuck in port." She looked at Rathma, "Work is the best way to deal with grief."
Lynion
04-01-2009, 11:06
"Sometimes having time off can help deal with grief," pointed out Kita.

"Nevertheless, if you want too, I can send some engineers to help check on the damage and your crew can visit the hospital if they require check ups," concluded Rathma as he looked around the deck.
Lynion
04-01-2009, 15:51
OOC: Northam-York, what map are we going to use for Battle for Bunbruy?
Northam-York
04-01-2009, 16:06
OOC:

Here's a link to the Town of Tobruk in 1941. Since I don't know how to make one, we'll use this one and presume the forts, positions, airfields, the town and other stuff. We'll use this as the map for Bunbruy and just presume all this positions are currently in position and the forts. We'll keep the forts name's for the time being.


Link: http://molnhavet.se/sdp/maps/original/tobruk_fortifications.gif


Anyhow, if anyone wants to know something about Blamey...he's sort of like the real Blamey but I'm positioning around the time when I believe he wasn't being fair to the Aussie Troops. I don't want this to turn into a debate but its what I thought. Anyhow, here's the link to picture what he was like around the Aussie's during the PNG Campagin in 1942. The main force there was militia.

Link: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Blamey#The_.22running_rabbits.22_incident
Sudova
05-01-2009, 11:31
Dockside, Twenty minutes later...

The order to move the crew to shore wasn't recieved happily-but it was obeyed. The Lynions were treated to a rare sight-few outside the Barrier Islands have seen the entire complement of a Sudovan frieghter crew come ashore-including, to the surprise of some, the children-it is a rare event. Liz used the excuse of "Koastee Saftie 'spexion."

The dead kids in the makeshift morgue weren't the only ones, there were around twenty more over the age of five, and several infants carried down by either mothers, or (in the case of orphans) non-parental relatives and guardians. The older children moved with almost military discipline.

Liz made certain all who had vaccination records (mostly stamped by Sudovan Coast Guard or Navy personnel) had them readily at hand for the Lynion port authorities. Those missing records would, of course, have to be Vaccinated and checked out by pediatricians before they could leave the piers.

Papers were a problem. Few of the crew, even adult crew, had identification documents. Fewer still had current medical records. MOST had lived almost their entire lives aboard one ship or another, without coming ashore at any of their ports of call.
Most had Employment records or shipping line I.D.'s, but only a few had passports or other state-issued documents beyond a Coast Guard certification or vaccination record dating from their adolescence to childhood.

Lizbet herself didn't even have a passport, only an out-of-date "Engineering License and Certification" from the Sudovan Coast Guard signed off when she turned eighteen, and updated four times as she passed "Journeyman" to "Craftmaster Engineer".

All of this would be a problem for most career Bureaucrats, especially port officials suddenly bombarded by the need to in-process fifty six adults and twenty-two minors.

The Ship

Other than the areas savaged by the bombing topside, the SMS Global Traveller showed every sign of meticulous, even obsessive, maintenance. Each deck had a maintenance log, and the logs were current. Every fitting was properly cared for, the decks were spotless, there were few corners, even in the engine room, that were dirty, and there was almost no rust. The tools in the ship's machine-shop were adjusted, cared for, the dial-indicators were likewise cared for, and calibrated with loving precision. A handfull of valves fabricated in that shop were still in the "Finished" bin, with one still on the milling machine. They were precise, right down to the date-marks (current dates). The ship itself was ruggedly designed. If a military naval engineer were given the job of designing a freighter intended to go into the worst weather, ice, or sea conditions, and spend a long time there, this is the kind of design he would come up with. The ship was designed to take a beating.

The damage to the superstructure was heavy-but not fatal. It killed officers, but the essential workings of the vessel itself remained intact, and the hull was not warped so far out of line that it would significantly impact the ship's performance leaving the port-save the loss of the ship's radio-room, the upper bridge itself, and captain's quarters-all perforated by fragments from the bombing.

Weapons: Aside from the rather kludged-very-competently Hawk emplacement (chained to the deck, the wiring routed through the ship's conduits and the power supplied by the ship's generators, with the radar set supported by the ship's own internal radar system), the ship's small-arms lockers were stocked mostly with shotguns-pump action shotguns fabricated (likely) from the ship's own machine-shops, these were mostly stainless steel pieces with wooden stocks, cylinder bored and mostly "Riot" configuration. Several were rigged as "Line Throwers" on the upper decks. Ammunition was brass-cased, and clearly re-loaded in the Machine shop, and mostly buckshot made of whatever soft scrap metal had been at hand-quite a bit of lead, bronze, and brass were used. There were fifteen shotguns, and five revolvers-non-numbered copies of the Colt Peacemaker in .45 Caliber, obviously fabricated from patterns, likely in the same machine-shop that the crew used to produce replacement valves. Each pistol was engraved with the rank and name of the owner-three of whom were dead, now, awaiting burial at sea, one was in the hospital (The Captain) and one was currently keeping the rest of the crew organized on the pier ("Elizabeth Croatos, Engineer"). ammunition was circa 1890 standard, Lead slug, brass cased, black powder charge with non-mercuric primer.

There were also three serial-numbered rifles aboard-these were marked "Her Majesty's Property", with proper serial numbers and acceptance marks. M-14's, with military ammuinition. These were the property of the late weapons operators (killed rather decisively by the same blast that got the bridge crew, and four children), and survived their owners, and a single M-1911 pistol that had been repaired and rebuilt so many times that the faint "Remington Rand" markings on the slide were the only indicators that it wasn't a machine-shop copy, but an original lend-lease piece dating from the second world war (1940s).

Nursery:
The Nursery sat one deck above the engine room, and was pretty primitive, all told-but for all the outdatedness of it, it was well-set-up to act as a day-care for infants and toddlers, and had separate escape paths to the lifeboats in the event that the ship were going down.

The ship was very obviously civilian.
Northam-York
06-01-2009, 04:25
"The frontline troops are asking for a plan," Colonel Kay stated as Blamey looked over the map of Bunbruy.

"We'll be sending through 3 divisions of infantry and 1 division (numbering close to 100,000) of armoured tanks," replied Blamey. "Their objective is to take the forts and cut the main Lynion force in half. The force will outnumber them at least 10 to 1. Expect them to surrender the moment the tanks smash through their central point,"

"Sir...never mind," replied Kay as he had some doubt in the plan. "Inform all commanders to start the assault ASAP!"
Lynion
06-01-2009, 05:31
Later

"We checked the ships sir," stated an engineer as the group joined Rathma and Kita on the docks. "We'll have to repair the odd thing but nothing serious. None are going to sink or become capsized," briefed the engineer.

"That's good to hear," replied Rathma with a warm smile. "We might be able to get them out before things get too out of control,"

Rathma nodded to Liz for thanking them to acting to their orders. Kita smiled as she was happy to stay on land rather than being on the ships. Rathma was about to turn around when somebody suddenly went into him without noticing. However, the runner was knocked over the response of the armour plating. Rathma pulled them runner up and was about to demand what was going when:

"Sir! I just came from the foward positions and the enemy are about to arrive," explain the runner. "Its estimated to be at 4 divisions of both infantry and armour," explain the runner. This caused Rathma to think for a moment. Could they hold out until reinforcements arrived.

"They'll outnumber us at least 5 to 1," started Rathma. "Have the military deploy themselves across the main trenches. Inform the radar base to establish contact and find out how long we have to hold out for. We're going to need aid soon,"
Lynion
07-01-2009, 02:05
Plan of Attack

The plan was going to be simple. Across a 30 kilometre front, the Lynion's were going to position themselves on the key section that can overlap another's position. 9,000 strong defenders on the ground were going to position themselves in several trenches at the front, in the middle and at the rear. 1,000 troops were going to fortified the four forts blocking the entry routes into Bunbruy. The remaining 2,000 were going to act as the only reserve's for the defenders.

Giving support for the defenders was 500 IFV's, 200 APC's, 100 Lynx Battle Tanks and 50 Heavy Assault Tanks. Artillery includes 200 medium artillery pieces, 100 heavy artillery pieces and 50 long range artillery pieces. Bunbruy is defended by a network of railgun's, Partiort Missile Systems and Flak 89's and Flak 90's.

Air support is limited to only 10 Cyclonic Long Range Bombers, 40 Dingo Fighter Jets and 5 Super Sonic Stealth Fighter Jets. The unmanned aircraft number close to 500 since unmanned aircraft's were going to be handed over to the Northam-Yorkians Military Force. The unmanned aircraft are armed with 6 missiles and a machine gun. Their only role was to down enemy aircraft and engage where they were required. However, only 3 Cyclonic Bombers, 15 Dingo Fighter Jets and 2 Super Sonic Stealth Fighter Jets were the only deployable air force. The others required re-fueling, re-armming and some repairs.

The plan?

Open up the central flank and allow Northam-York's armour to head towards the port town. However, in the attempt to drive into the town, they would be fired upon by a heavy barrage. The tanks would have little reaction time to attack the artilley positions, thus the enemy tanks would become helpless. Unmanned aircraft are going to be acting as support and the deployable air force was going to give support to the ground troops when the fighting begins.
Sudova
07-01-2009, 13:24
On the Docks...

Liz watched as Rathma interacted with the soldier, while her 'tongue' wasn't so good at pronouncing dirtyfeet speech, she had no errors in her hearing and understanding of how those land-born speak.

She waited for the senior Lynion to be occupied, and looked at Kita, the translator.

"I need to reach a...I need a means to contact my employers to let them know the ship is being tended." she said, "We lost the coms when the bridge was torn up, and I doubt you stock our brand of radio gear."

She hoped the Lynion wouldn't guess her real purpose-a call for help-or vengeance, to her Clan. She also sincerely hoped the Lynions didn't realize how large her Clan was, or how many of them held command positions in the Sudovan Navy. By the Laws, a call from blood-to-blood required the Princepes hereself to override-Liz was sure that Her Majesty would NOT interfere, since it would presumably aid Her Majesty's allies the Lynions against their foes.

I sure hope they don't understand how Bloodlines and Clan ties work... Liz added a smile she hoped looked suitably aggrieved and dopey. At worst, we could end up covering their retreat if things go badly for them...

[ooc: it's up to you guys, if you don't want another player coming in, just have Kita dope out Liz's real reason for wanting to make a call, and block her. If not, I'll take orders as far as what kind of assistance/troublemaking I'm allowed to do, and how much. This is pretty clearly between Northam York and the Vampirial Kingdom of Lynion, but I'm kind of following natural consequences here with my own nation, and its culture, and how they react to things. If the endgame needs Dunkirk, well...there are worse ways to go about it...on the other hand, having LPB's raving around on the fringes making trouble could balance out the visible imbalance of forces here and make a more interesting war, and of course, it'd be a serious international incident since the Sudovan Government hasn't declared war or been (formally) invited in by their allies...]
Northam-York
07-01-2009, 13:37
Plan of attack

Due to General Blamey's inexperienced, no combat experience and being ignorant, cocky and a smartass, he had only one plan. He outnumbered the Lynion's on a scale of 6 to 1 and had sent 60,000 troops to engage the Lynion's at Bunbruy with a quick scale attack. Artillery support could only be given via clear images or the enemy positions being exposed. No air support was to be granted for the time being. The armour rushed down the central flank with the infantry following close behind it. Blamey stated:

"This is going to be only an hours fight. Watch the Lynion's fall within our grasp!"
Lynion
07-01-2009, 13:47
"You want to contact your leaders?" replied Kita. "About the ship? I'm going to require a very decent and detail reason why you need to make radio contact with...your employers. During attacks, communications are limited to the military only,"


OOC: I don't mind you joining the fight, but I talked with Northam-York and we want to make the Battle for Bunbruy epic or close to epic as possible.
Northam-York
08-01-2009, 05:30
60,000 troops breached the front line without much of a fight and no Lynion's in sight. The infantry spread out as 40,000 marched alongside the tanks while the other 20,000 formed up the rear. It was odd, the tank commanders felt uncomfortable as they marched up the central flank without seeing a single Lynion in sight.

"Where's the enemy?" they asked themselves as a snow storm started to cause a distrubence with their vision.

"Keep advancing, they could be bunkered down in Bunbruy," stated their commanders as they kept advancing.
Sudova
08-01-2009, 10:15
Bunbury...

"So the phones are out, and only radio?" Liz asked, "I just need to let them know, so that they, in turn, can have the insurance adjusted and meet the guarantees-if I don't, a lot of my people-those folks who just got off the ship, don't get paid-no pay, and people don't eat-I assume, after all, that fair-exchange requires food, and there's the matter of the billing on the medical assistance. We don't like to leave debts when we put to sea-it tempts the Lady of Storms to sink the ship." Liz hoped the half-truth would be enough-Surely a Lynion officer who can translate our dialect knows about our ethics! she thought, She's got to know our reputation for paying all debts!

Kita looked skeptical, Liz let some of her tension show through.
Lynion
08-01-2009, 13:01
"Debets are the last thing we got to worry about," stated Rathma. "I'll let you make a 5 minute call but after that, its strictly military business. I've got 60,000 enemy troops with armour support and possibly air support charging against my 12,000 infantry with limited tank and air support. The port is closed until we can figure out something," finished Rathma as he left for his command post.

10 minutes later

"Report?" demanded Rathma as his officers responded.

"The enemy has come down the central flank and are preparing to engage us at the forts," explained Longshanks. "We have 4,000 on the left and 4,000 on the right side of the central flank. Our artillery are training on them right now,"

"Bring up the holo-map of the sector," ordered Rathma.

The map showed the advancing forces coming closer and closer to the artillery positions. The artillery out-ranged them and out-powered the tanks for the time being until the shift of power changes. The gunners had loaded their artilley and were waiting for the orders to fire. The enemy forces contiuned their advance when Rathma gave the order.

"Send the enemy back to where they came from," ordered Rathma.

He watched the map for a moment as he could see the shells starting to land all over the sector. The plan was going to plan. The artillery barrage contiuned for a moment as the Lynion's on either side of the trench threw petrol bombs onto the tanks and onto the infantry while firing their rifles.
Sudova
09-01-2009, 09:06
Imagine being an Intelligence officer keeping an eye on a phone call from a foreigner (of an allied nation) to their business, just in case said civilian gives away something important (or worse, is a spy.)

Imagine further, being that Lynion radiotelephone operator, when the reply isn't in Sudovan shipspeak, but in rather clear, easy to understand words:

"This is Rear Admiral Sandhoff Croatos, We're about eight hours from your position Liz, how fast can you get me someone over there who can answer a question with international consequences?"

"Whazza Q'schun?" she asked.

"If the Lynions want help. If he says yes, we've got legal cover to come in-I've got an escort carrier and two battalions of Marines with helo, light armour, and fixed-wing support. If he says no...I can't get away with it, Elizabeth, not even to honour Charlie's memory. We can still hang around and do something about the raiders at sea, but without a request-for-aid, our help stops at the coast-go see if you can get someone who can say 'yes' officially."
Lynion
09-01-2009, 09:20
The artillery viberations could be heard from inside the port city as the radio was being used for a private use. After the call was over, the military took control of all radio uses. Kita was given an audio log as the tanks started to move into position.

"Commander Rathma," started Kita as she headed back to the tank garage. "The Sudovian is up to something. We might be getting help soon,"

"Copy that Kita," replied Rathma's voice over the intercom as Kita boarded a new Lyras Battle Tank.

"I'll take an armour units and reinforce the front," finished Kita as she left with 6 tanks behind her.
Sudova
09-01-2009, 11:02
[ooc/exposition: Rear Admiral Croatos is Elizabeth's brother-in-law, he's got command of a small task-group with orders to handle merchant convoys. He can currently detatch one fourth of his group to assist the Lynions without having to go up the chain of command to the Princepes-but the Lynions have to tell Elizabeth "Yes", and she has to be able to communicate that fact-or, the Lynions have to tell [b]HIM[/i] directly that, yes, they would appreciate some nice naval gunfire and air-support, and six companies of Marines with AMTracks, light tanks, and LAVs to support the defense of the city. Bigger support (like the entire group) has to come through official channels-a process that can be...expedited...by noting the presence of Sudovan civilians in the city...]
Northam-York
09-01-2009, 11:07
OOC: I think Lynion's CO's are busy at the moment. What about having Elizabeth asking the CO for permission?
Sudova
09-01-2009, 11:26
[ooc: I'm not sure she has access-as you make mention, he's busy, and thus far, she's just a damn civvie. Finding her way to the man and getting his attention long enough is simpler in the Omniscient sense we have as readers and writers, but for the character, the task's a lot more difficult-she's a Shippie Engineer who married up, but she doesn't know a lot about how land-dwellers work, and these aren't even land-dwellers who share a common root culture, with the right 'touchpoints'...wait, there we go...]

Liz started making a fuss as the Lynions hustled her out of the radio room. "I NEED TO TALK TO YOUR COMMANDER." she said it slowly, carefully enunciating each word, loudly, to be honest, a bit comically-like a bad version of "The ugly American" but without the profanity or complaints, "MY PEOPLE CAN HELP!"
Northam-York
09-01-2009, 11:26
"I thought the Lynion's were gonna fight us," started Private Deen to his commanding officer, Lieutenant Dick.

"Shut your mouth boy!" snapped back Dick as the platoon followed the tanks through the central flanks. "Its bad enough with listening to you guys and not getting support from the Facist World Powers,"

"They're not what everyone else says about them," started Deen as Seth next to him shakes his head.

"Those guys use their brains, frankly, General Blamey doesn't have..." started Seth before the lieutenant interuppted him.

"Shut the f**k up about the general!" snapped Dick as he smashed Seth over with the butt of his rifle. "The general is a good man..."

There wasn't a warning given. There wasn't a sound, just the sound of five Abrams getting ripped apart by artillery shelling. Seth was blown aside as Dick suddenly vanished when a shell landed on top of him. The advancing party was in chaos as very little of the officers had combat experience. Seth quickly dive aside as the shelling contiuned. His platoon was masscared within seconds and the entire line was in major chaos. Squads attempted to rally together but the shelling kept them apart. Seth watched as the Major Green attempted to radio for reinforcements. He watched in panic as the radio operator was suddenly shot and then the major quickly dropped to the ground.

'Snipers!' thought Seth as fear overrun him.

He turned around again as these creatures, men covered with snow, appeared out of no where and started to masscare the column. Their rifles bought hell down as Deen was shot to pieces. All hell was breaking loose and their was no officers left to take command. The NCO's were inexperienced and whenever someone stood up, their heads were sniped. It was like living your worse nightmare. Seth crawled on his belly and headed towards the dead radio operator. Under heavy fire, his shoulder was suddenly damaged by the hail of bullets. He looked about before he saw it. A flaming bottle straight for him and he felt the flames burst across his face. He tried to put it out but it was hopeless. The only feeling he had left was a bullet shattering his skull and his soul falling into darkness. The column was in ruins as they attempted to retreat back to their base of operations. The rookies fired their rifles wildly as they often hit their own or get shot first. There was nothing left for General Blamey to have. Under 20 minutes, nearly 30,000 men were killed during the barrage and the gun fights. Only 1 tank battalion and half of another was left. The remains of the other tank battalions were either, too badly damage to use, tracks broken in the artillery barrage, destroyed instantly or the fire bombs destroyed them. The remaining forces attempted to retreat while under fire. This would cause more deaths.

General Blamey was in shock as he watch his army experience a humliating defeat to a smaller force. He gave the orders for the remianing elements of his army to act as reinforcements to the already entrapped force. The much larger force was going to be a sight for the Lynion's and maybe see some sense into their actions.
Lynion
09-01-2009, 11:36
"Next time ask us nicely and you would've got the same result," stated the operator as he opened up the comm links with Rathma. "Vamperial League Master Rathma, we got the Sudovian all the line about help,"

"Hello Elizerbeth," smiled Rathma as his holographic picture of himself appeared before Elizerbeth. "I understand you can give us some help,"
Sudova
09-01-2009, 11:46
Liz visibly relaxed, "I hadda-I had to make certain they could come." she stressed words oddly-it was clear she was struggling to be clear. "All you need to do, is answer one question-do you want the help of the Sudovan Navy-and my brother in law can detach forces from the Escort Fleet to assist-that is, if you can hold out for eight hours..." The last bit, it was clear, she'd been reciting in her head over-and-over again to avoid fouling up the communication, "Four hours to get the escort-carrier into position to launch air-strikes, but eight if you want the Marines to land their equipment." she added, "Rear Admiral Croatos said he was eight hours out from here by sea-that means he's within the four-hour bingo time for his fighter and ground-attack aircraft." (this part she knew, from the discussions at family gatherings on the Barrier Island settlement owned by Clan Croatos.) "So, do you? and may I inform him of your answer?" she asked.
Lynion
09-01-2009, 15:20
Rathma thought about it for a moment. "Give me a moment. I need a battle report before I make a decision," stated Rathma as he turned off the comm for a moment. Rathma turned back to the main hologram of the battle as he watched the Northam-Yorkian's start to retreat. His attention was drawn to an increase of movement at the main front.

"Longshanks, set the charges and withdraw to the forts. That's the last line of defence before Bunbruy," ordered Rathma.

"Yes sir," replied Longshanks voice as he took cover for a moment.

Front lines

Longshanks gunned down another fleeing soldier as he gave the thumbs up to the demolition team around them. The line was built across a cavern of tunnels with weak walls. The tunnels didn't lead anywhere as the Lynion's had constructed them incase something went wrong.

"Fire in the hole!" shouted the demolition captain as he press the detonator.

The fleeing soldiers and tanks suddenly found themselves in a snow pit as the explosions caused the soldiers to fall into a pit while keeping the troops trapped. The soldiers would have some difficultly in leaving the pit but the Lynion's were hoping that the bombs and the fall killed many of the enemy forces. The tanks would've added to the pressure but it didn't matter. Longshanks gave the order as several platoon's threw in sharpnel bombs to keep the enemy occupied while they headed into the forests and back to the forts. They came across several engineers planting mines across the forests in order to slow down the advancing ranks. After they planted the mines, they headed back to the forts and waited for the upcoming storm.

Meanwhile

"Liz," started Rathma as he got back onto the comm channel. "We'll need to see your forces in action. Inform your brother in law to dispatch his naval force, however, they need to be on the look out for a Lynion Naval Fleet inbound to Bunbruy. Also, tell him to keep an eye out for Northam-Yorkian's naval warships hunting down ships attempting to reinforce us," finished Rathma.
Sudova
09-01-2009, 21:17
Liz looked at the radio operator, who nodded and gave her a connection. She repeated, word for word, Rathma's answer.

SKS Treager, Forrestal (N) Class carrier, 8 hours out from Bunbruy...

Croatos listened. "Inform the Vamperial High Master that the Sudovan Navy will provide aid in accordance with the treaty...ah, hell, is he listening? This would go a lot quicker and with a lot less fuss without you sitting intermediary, Liz, We've got an air-cap and destroyers looking for Northam-York ships up-I cut the orders when you called. I'll have the carrier and the LHA's within tac-air range in four hours, repeat, four hours, we'll have the cruiser and destroyers in range to launch missiles-but I need target data from groundside. Did St. Claire survive the bombing, Over?"

"Negative, St. Claire and both of his marines died when the bridge was torn up." Liz's voice was crackly on the encrypted radio, "Phedler was a grounder before he shipped, and he's un-injured, but he was Army." Her in-bred contempt for the Sudovan land services bled through the radio-waves.

"That's not much use, Liz. Phedler only served in the Army for a six year hitch, ten years ago...Ask the Vamperial High Master if he can spare a few scouts in about four hours' time to spot for airstrikes, Over."

He looked at his air-boss, "CAG, make sure the CAP is re-fueled and keep 'em up in the air, get the other squadrons going over sattelite imagery as we get it-get me some UAV's up there too, we need to see More." he turned to the Tactical officer, "Tell the destroyers to warm up their guns and stay sharp-this is the modern world, the Yorkies aren't going to just fool around with submarines and a few torpedo-boats, let 'm know also that the Lynions are sending friendlies in, and we're to take special care not to scratch the paint, understand? Yorkies Only, no indiscriminate fire or I'll have someone's ass. When we're in Tomahawk range, we'll start the show on pre-plotted targets. this'd be so, so, much easier with a Lynion liason on deck..."

He turned, and switched the link back on, "Liz, you're not a pro in this, get me one of theirs, if they can spare one-we intend to open the festivities with Tomahawk missiles, roughly Two Hours from now- and we're going to need someone to tell us where to shoot them. Over."
Northam-York
10-01-2009, 15:41
Assault on Bunbruy

The day was starting to turn into night as the sun started to set for another day. It was already hell for the troops on the ground as they started to retreat. Among them was a rookie called Jack and he was conscripted into the military. His squad was attempting to make a retreat when the ground started to shake as fellow soldiers around them suddenly collasped under their feet. Jack tried to jump aside but the snow push him further downhill as he watched his squad get crushed under the weight of an Abram falling on top of them. It was horrific to see his fellow soldiers become trap in the pit, to see his friends die around him and it was hard climbing out of the pit. He was watching someone about a hundred metres from his position when a small grenade landed nearby. He tried to give off a call to take cover but it was too late. The blast had ripped straight up the legs and into the body of the soldier as he died in pain. Jack managed to get up and in time as more of the same explosives were thrown into the pit. The soldiers were sitting duck and there was nothing he could do. His face was streaming with tears as he jumped into a nearby hole and prayed for his death to come swiftly.

Lieutenant Jacobs of the Third Mechanised Unit arrived with reinforcements as the medic's and engineers attempted to help the survivours out of the pit while the main unit arrived on the scene. Night was falling and they need to move quickly. Unlike the previous commanders, Lieutenant Jacobs wasn't inexperienced and was in the military during the Civil War. He ordered the mine slayers to move forward and destroy any mines. While they were doing this, the main force would move up behind them and spread out. If the Yorkians were going to win this war, they needed to use their brute force to defeat the Lynion's.

Yorkian Sea
7 hours sail from Bunbruy

Under the command of an experienced naval admiral, a fleet of 30 warships with an additional carrier and submarines were going to cut off all supply routes into the port city. If they couldn't beat them on land, then maybe they could strave them to death.

"Admiral, unknown fleet bearing in an eastly direction just appeared on radar," briefed the radar operator as Captain Josh came onto the bridge of the battleship while the cruisers and destroyers around them formed up a defensive position.

"This is the UFPNS Battleship Vice calling unidentified fleet," started the admiral. "You are in a warzone and we will sink you unless you turn around now!" briefed Admiral Bei ashe ordered the ship to fire a warning shot which missed the fleet a fair distance.
Sudova
10-01-2009, 21:14
Assault on Bunbruy


"This is the UFPNS Battleship Vice calling unidentified fleet," started the admiral. "You are in a warzone and we will sink you unless you turn around now!" briefed Admiral Bei ashe ordered the ship to fire a warning shot which missed the fleet a fair distance.

SKS Treager...

"They found us, well, that didn't take long." Croatos commented quietly, looking at imagery from the UAV's and listening to the radio chatter. "Find their signal noise, and jam it-I want them talking through buzz-saws. Frigates along the East wing, set trackers to look for their radar, and launch missiles. CAG, I want some nice, big, preferably former aircraft-supporting reefs out there."

Sudova's Army might have languished without much funding for the twenty years that nation spent in near isolation, the Air Force might have been forced for decades to patrol with obselete aircraft in insufficient numbers-but their Navy had not been so...unfortunate. Technological windfalls had not gone un-touched by the Senior Service, development had not been stalled, training had not suffered, tactics had not gone dormant. After all, when one is a middleweight, and expects eventually to fight a champion heavy-weight, one trains for it more sincerely and more seriously than someone of equal standing would-one prepares and builds with the idea in mind that one is a very small fish in a very large pond.

There are multipliers to force, and the Sudovan Navy is using all of them at this moment, save one-because the Nuclear option is the tightly controlled and jealously guarded property of their Sovereign.

Sattelite deflections and UAV detections combine-looking for scrambled and encrypted signals from the threat fleet, while providing the CIC with visual locations. These are collated and processed by computers and the information is then distributed to the firing units, where it is matched against each ship's own signals interceptions and information sources.

Position and Bearing are matched using triangulation.

All of this happens in seconds. The first wave of "Response" from the Sudovan fleet group, are cruise-missiles flying at high speed, their guidance package loaded with the best information the group could obtain, their warheads designed to penetrate thick armoured hulls, to shred the delicate things inside. These are "Skimming" types, similar to Exocet, designed to fly at low altitude to confuse "Goalkeeper" or CIWS systems. A few aren't even intended to reach their target above the water-instead, they are simply "guided boosters" to propel a torpedo-these are considered "Low probability of success" weapons in the eyes of the Navy, which assumes enemy counter-torpedo measures are in play, but they serve a second purpose-to absorb CIWS ammo, forcing phalanx gunners to bring the weapons down for re-loading while the heavy antiship missiles arrive. (of course, if they hit, it's a fairly massive hit below the water-line...)

The second wave takes a few minutes-strike bombers and fighters scramble into the air, while Electronic-Warfare birds begin jamming. Their mission profile includes looking for targeting radars-to silence them, and to listen for the inevitable air-escorts the NY fleet has to have up in the air.

Below the surface, the group's submarines are spreading out-they're listening and looking for sub-surface threats.

The last weapon is reserved for when the Yorkish fleet gets closer-Naval gunfire is fundamentally inaccurate against ships at sea, with the need to correct shots several times against moving targets-even with rapid-fire guns. The combined force-multipliers make the fifteen ships and four submarines of the task-force equal (in theory) to four times their number, and the crews have trained and drilled and simulated with the new equipment until they can operate it "asleep, drunk, and blind".

The formation is spread out, though the Carrier's air-defense escorts remain relatively close, so that their additional anti-air and anti-missile systems can cope with the expected storm of enemy return fire, allowing the carrier crew to work on its primary mission-arming, launching, and recovering strike aircraft and fighters.

as an afterthought, Admiral Croatos sent a reply to the Northam Yorkian's challenge.

"Wij zijn de mensen van de schepen, en wij gaan waar wij dit wensen." It was a challenge in the Old Tongue, used only for ceremonies, but it had historical meaning-it was the words of Bulwei III when his forces raided Jerusalem in 946 A.D.

[*Translation: "We are the People of the Ships, and we will go where we wish."]

When risking certain death, it's sometimes very comforting to give your men a taste of the Epics.
Lynion
11-01-2009, 08:56
OOC: I presume I've being informed I need scouts for the positioning of missiles?
Sudova
11-01-2009, 09:11
OOC: I presume I've being informed I need scouts for the positioning of missiles?

[ooc: Yup. They want guys calling in the fire, about four hours from the moment that Liz was informed.]
Lynion
11-01-2009, 09:21
OOC: Sure. IC post coming soon. I'm in the middle of something else at the moment.
Lynion
11-01-2009, 15:25
Perth

"Vamperial Master Rex," started a runner as the armour and the infantry had finallying rallied together in the city. "We've being given orders of possible targets we need to take and objectives from Vamperial Aerial Headmaster Lee King," briefed the runner. "We secure the line between us and Bunbruy first to secure our reinforcements to suppling the besiged city. We capture Piece Airbase and remove their air force capabilities from the sector. We assault Thornlie and cut off their major industrial capabilities which will be a blow to their military forces. Finally, they suggested York to secure the Yorkian Provience. If we can secure these cities and towns, our push to the capital of Northam will be shorter and maybe bring a quicker end to the war,"

(More to come)
Lynion
13-01-2009, 15:40
Inbound to Piece Airbase

Early in the morning, 88 Dingo Fighter Jets under the command of the House of Clubs (13 elite Fighter Pilots) were escorting 34 Hunter Fighter/Bombers and 44 Cyclonic and Hurricane Bombers to bomb the airfield and lighten the resistance in and around the airfield.

On the ground a strike force, under the command of Vamperial Guardian Lock, was dispatch to capture the airfield and find any intel against the enemy forces. The armour was a combination of Wolfhound Battle Tanks and Panzer X Battle Tanks. Working with them was a small detachment of Werewolf Assault Tanks which would take out any heavy enemy bunkers along the way. The 85th Infantry Regiement and the 25th Mechanised Regiement was acting as the infantry for the upcoming fight.

First Relieving Force for Bunbruy

Under the watchful eye of the Aerial Aircraft Carrier the Valiant, a force of around 120,000 infantry was going to land at Bunbruy and relieve the beseige force and break out. Fighting alongside them was a combine armoured force Wolfhound LYA2 Battle Tanks and Lynx Tiger Tanks numbering to around the strength of two battalions.

Alongside the landing forces was the 12th Lynion Naval Fleet and the 21st Lynion Naval Fleet. They had a combination of heavy and light cruisers, submarines, frigates, destroyers, AA Swatters (Anti-Air Warships), 3 aircraft carriers and support ships. Dingo Fighter Jets numbered close to an estimate of 180, 30 Anti-Shipping Seeker Aircraft and 30 Hunter Bomber Aircrafts. Gunship support was limited to around 24 AU-1 Gunships.

Second relieving Force for Bunbruy

Going up from Perth towards Bunbruy was the 10th and the 45th Mechanised Divisions sent to harrase the enemy supply lines. If they were successful and creative, they would cut off enemy supply lines, reinforcements and encircle the enemy forces. However, even though their numbers were few, these were combat experienced units from the pervious wars.

Other Notes

Until Piece Airbase was taken and Bunbury secured, the Lynion's intended to secure the eastern coastline (OOC: Correct me if I'm wrong) from York to Bunbury. This would ease the pressue off purposed aerial supply lines and focused on naval supply routes. Once Bunbruy and Piece Airbase were fully secured, they would then stage an assault on the Thornlie Industrial Centre and assault York. They would then have the Thorline Assault Unit drive towards Exmouth where they re-group with the Yorkian Assault Unit once York was secured. The idea was to deal a blow to all Northam supply lines, reinforcements and deal a blow to their navy.
DaWoad
13-01-2009, 16:03
OOC: mind if I get involved? also can someone give me a brief summary
IC:
ASD Command

"ok will someone tell me what in the hells happened?" Asked Prime minister of the ASD, Jared Mace.
"Um," replied professor bold then coughed awkwardly. "Well ya see. um . . ."
"what the professor is trying to say," broke in Admiral Hawk "is that one of the lowest achieving students at our most prestigious university created some sort off relativity type affect and essential froze us while the rest of the world went on for about a year."
Jared went an odd colour of puce before taking a few claming breaths. "alright, ok. I assume an investigation-?"
"already on it sir." Said professor bold
"ok," Said Jared, "Now someone give me some good news."
"well sir," replied Hawk. "Our military forces are on line and good to go and trade and embassy stuff is back underway with only a few minor hitches. We may have an issue ongoing in Northam-York."
"We helped establish that government right?" Asked mace.
"yah," replied Hawk, "but it looks like they just made a move against lynion but our overseas assets were almost all disrupted by the whole moving in time thing and satellites are being reactivated now. fortunately Heaphastus remained operational while we were . . .gone . . .but its taking some time to reestablish the up links etc."
"so what your saying is?" Asked mace again
"we don't have enough info at the moment" Replied Hawk, "my suggestion is activate first fleet and send us over to take and up close and personal look. Have the other fleets , our ground forces, and the air force gear up as well."
"works for me," Said Mace, "go take a look then Hawk."
"will do sir," Said Hawk and saluted before turning to leave the room.
"Alright." Said mace turning to the rest of the emergency cabinet "what the hell is happening elsewhere?"

Blue Cove

First fleet sailors and marines were boarding ships as along the dock supplies were loaded up and subs started to submerge ready to lead the way out.
Sudova
13-01-2009, 22:08
Carrier SKS Treager...

"Casualties?" Croatos asked.

"First engagement we lost the fast cruiser Edgrim and her escorting destroyer, about three hundered people-I have no idea whether the Yorkies sent SAR teams out."

"Their damage?" Croatos asked.

"We're still looking for confirmation, but they've broken off temporarily-either another threat coming from the direction of Perth, or they're re-organizing from a commerce-raiding mission and blockade, to an open-water pursuit. We Think we damaged a couple of their battlewagons and put down an escort or two."

"Okay, Run a picket along the range of their last known positions, and keep one squadron of fighter-bombers ready to act as a reaction force to back our people up out here, I want full CAP over the taskforce for when these guys come back, 'cause they're going to. How's the situation on the ground?"

"Well...we lost four of the Enforcers so far doing hellfire runs against their dug-in tanks, the Lynions are, apparently, having fits matching coordinates to targets, it could be a language issue, or it could be that they really wish we'd been close enough when they accepted our help to deploy a couple teams of Recon Marines to do the poke-and-poop. I think next month's joint exercises are going to be heavy on the commo-coordination."

"What's the problem? I thought everyone was using UTM coordinates?" Croatos asked.

"Yeah-huh, but our pilots report they don't seem real keen to call in immediate fire from our guys-seems they don't trust our bombers to know where NOT to drop ordinance, and they don't trust the Enforcers to get a Hellfire on the tank, instead of in the ground in front of it." Constance said.

"AND??" Croatos pressed, "DO they have a good reason for this?"

"Well...that, and I think they're a little reluctant-one of the Enforcers was pretty much cut in half during his run-the Lynion's scouts picked up the pilot, but he died of shrapnel injuries-I think they're percieving our guys as a little bit...fragile." Constance said, "So they're not calling in the hot stuff where they actually need it."

"damn..." he turned to the Treager's air-boss. "CAG, are we in range to launch the heavy stuff?" he asked.

"Well in range now, sir." the CAG was a full Captain's rank, and a vet of Alois' reign, trained and hardened in allied joint missions fifty years in the past over vietnam.

"You're 'go', tell the Marines they've got heavy angels coming to rescue their pansy asses, and they can go back to running around in the dirt like the Army." Croatos said, "It's time for the real air support to show up-I want wild-weasel missions against the Yorkies' air-defense units outside of Bunbruy-we don't need ground-scouts for that, and the Lynions are probably summoning one of their damn-big flying aircraft carriers, I'm sure they'd appreciate not being engaged by a missile-battery or AAA site on their way in."

Outside of Bunbruy...

The main "grace" of the Piper Enforcer, is that it's cheap, and can carry a lot of ordinance faster than an attack helicopter can, while still operating with a take-off distance short enough to run off of an LHA. It's consequently manueverable as hell, and about as tough as an A-1 Skyraider while carrying more ordinance.

The main curse, is that it's a single-engine turboprop derived from the P-51 Mustang, and engineered to conduct COIN (COunter INsurgency) air-support missions, escort transport helicopters over contested territory, and it isn't that fast, and doesn't fly high.

Enforcer pilots therefore fly very low indeed-meters above the ground sometimes, sometimes passing under telephone and power lines. Two hundered miles an hour at twenty feet is like Mach 3 at 30,000 as far as vulnerability to dedicated air-defense weapons goes...but there's a trade-off to such a low approach-short sight lines work both ways, and the Enforcer isn't exactly "Heavily Armoured", so running NOE with one is hazardous-sometimes in the extreme. A man with gunslinger reflexes can take one out with most antitank rockets or heavy machine guns, assuming he can aim and fire before it passes out of sight behind a rise, and the craft is immediately vulnerable when it pops up to fire a Hellfire or carry out a short strafing run.

Lucky for the pilots, that gunslinger reflexes are present in about one out of every hundered thousand people.

A stream of tracers passed over Thomas Atkins' cockpit from a nest on the right-someone was ALMOST fast enough.

"Two, get that nest." he said.

Sudova's military planners put a HELL of a lot of effort into upgrading avionics on the airframes-heads-up displays, flat-panel 'glass cockpit' systems, multichannel systems to get real-time data from satellite, UAV, and other reconaissance and intelligence systems, and coordination between aircraft, ship, and ground units to give the pilots immediate information on where the enemy-and the targets, were.

So far, all of that, in Tommy Atkins' mind, was nearly worthless unless their allies could come up with more than "targets of opportunity" at the fringes of the battle-in Tommy's mind, that came down to the usual "Somebody fucked up"-the somebody in question being Lt. Walker Davies' unit, who tried to go in high on a hot-zone to save fuel, with iron-bombs and got reamed for it.

Sometimes, someone has Gunslinger reflexes and is on-task enough to read the tea-leaves.

Tommy spotted the smoke-trail about 5 seconds before the shoulder-launched antitank rocket went through his cockpit.

Notably, he didn't feel a thing-unlike the late Walker Davies, who bled out in full view of the soldiers he'd been there to support, of shrapnel wounds somewhere to the south.
DaWoad
13-01-2009, 23:05
OOC: mind if I jump my fleet forward impossibly quickly and post it arriving in international waters near N-Y now?
Northam-York
14-01-2009, 01:06
Naval Engagement outside Bunbruy

"Sir, we lost two frigates in the engagement and radar has detected enemy reinforcements approching us," reported in his lieutenant as the captain looked at the radar screen and realised they were out-matched and out-gunned this time.

"Damnit!" muttered the captain as he went over to his map of the coastal region. "They'll be sending up a naval squadron from Perth and we'll be trapped unless we do something quickly," the captain thought about it for a moment. "Lieutenant, inform the others we're retreating back to Adelaide and to prepare for its defence,"

"Operators, get on the radio and give the signal to retreat," ordered the lieutenant as the captain felt he made a mistake.

The fleet fled at the sight of a larger force and the danger of being encircled and losing the current naval force on the east coast. They kept up their firing to discourage the enemy fleets from chasing them down.

Piece Airbase

The operators were having coffee as the pilots were taking a few minutes rest before they being their bombing runs over Perth. Operator Jones was watching the radar while talking to the others which distracted him from his work. He didn't noticed the the small flashes coming in screen or the fact something was closing in towards them.

"Hey Jones, check your screen before we get the next round," joked another operator as Jones checked it. He was drinking coffee when the shock overcame him.

"F**k!" shouted Jones as everyone laughed. "We got enemy aircraft inbound on our position. They're going to be here any second now!" shouted Jones as everyone noticed the dots were going to be right on top of them soon. Jones raced outside and sounded the air raid siren as crews went to their battle stations as the enemy aircraft were about to come right on top of them.


Assault on Bunbruy

A handful of Abrams were destroyed by the mines as the others followed a mine slayer tank. They were going close to the forts as they bought up artillery units to damage the forts. The infantry formed up the front and scattered into the forests. They waited for the doors to be smashed wide open and then overran the forts. It was only a matter of time before the Lynion's surrendered.


EDITED:

Notes: For anyone wanting to join, strictly nobody (except Sudova) is allowed to arrive in Bunbruy since its a one on one battle between my forces and Lynion Forces. For those joining Lynion side, you need to talk to him/her about the plan he's got in mind.
DaWoad
14-01-2009, 01:28
OOC: I'm guessing that was at least partially for my benifit. Um I haven't actually chosen a side yet and is it cool if my fleet arrives (as neutral) in international waters nearby?
Lynion
14-01-2009, 01:30
The Story so far!

Two days ago, in the early hours of the morning, Lynion controlled Port Town of Bunbruy was being used by the Lynion's as a base of operations to train their allies (Northam-York). In the early hours, Northam-Yorkian aircraft bombed Bunbruy and damaged some of its capabilities. Under the command of Vamperial Grand League Master Rathma Phoenix, the 12,000 infantry, its armour support and artillery support had orders to hold their position until reinforcements could arrive. In the afternoon, the Northam-Yorkians engage the outer defence's of Bunbruy but suffered heavy causlities along the way. Their armour was disabled after the ground under the advancing forces collasped when the charges went off. Having light causlities, the Lynion's withdrew back to their forts (last line of defence before Bunbruy) to hold out until the reliving unit from Union (travelling by sea) arrives. In the mean time, they need to use their limited air support and when the Sudovain's get into range, their missiles and cannon support.

During this time, a Lynion invasion force landed at Perth and defeated its defenders in what the soldiers called: 'A brief fight'. With Perth under their control, Vamperial Headmaster Rex ordered two attacks to commence. 2 Mechanised Divisions are to head to Bunbruy and cut off any reinforcements to the enemy and their supply lines. The other attack is to capture Piece Airbase and cut off their air capabilities in the Yorkian Provience. The Lynion Air Force already went ahead of the ground forces to capture the airfield. Once Piece Airbase and Bunbruy has being secured, Lynion Forces intend to capture Thornlie Industiral Centre, Exmouth, Adelaide and York to secure the Yorkian Provience.
Lynion
14-01-2009, 01:30
OOC: that's cool as well DaWood.

Just make sure your know what your doing as well. Netural nations won't be talked to or bothered by Lynion Forces as long they stay in International Waters. But we will keep an eye on you.
DaWoad
14-01-2009, 01:43
OOC: that's cool as well DaWood.

Just make sure your know what your doing as well. Netural nations won't be talked to or bothered by Lynion Forces as long they stay in International Waters. But we will keep an eye on you.

OOC: thanks man and thanks for the heads up as well. What was the reason for the initial attempt to crush your base within N-Y?

OOC2: Oh I know, if I attempt to intervene I'll know (ooc'ly at least) the potential consequences

IC:
ASD First Fleet, International Waters near Northam-York

Admiral Hawk Paced the command deck as he attempted to figure out exactly what had happened. Navel and ground battles were taking place in and around both Burnaby and Perth but Hawk had no idea who he should be supporting here. For the moment, Hawk would wait and try to puzzle out what role First fleet would be playing.
Lynion
14-01-2009, 01:48
OOC: I'm not sure at the moment (wait until N-Y comes back) but I'm thinking he's trying to free his nation of foriegn nations and then attempt to make nearby nations Facist.

Also, I didn't write the last sentence in the quote from my last post.
Lynion
14-01-2009, 01:58
OOC:.... *blank face* Anyhow, do you want anyone to notice your fleet or is there something else in mind?
DaWoad
14-01-2009, 02:01
OOC:.... *blank face* Anyhow, do you want anyone to notice your fleet or is there something else in mind?

ooc:lol thanks. No please respond to my fleet with whatever at the moment I'm just winging it I really have no idea of even which side I'ma end up on if it goes beyond this.
Lynion
14-01-2009, 07:23
Piece Airbase Assault

"Dropping payloads," started a Cyclonic pilot as the bombers opened their bomb bay doors.

"Go for the hangers and the Control Tower," ordered the Ace of Clubs as the fighter escort broke formation and started to pick off the pilots and crews running to their station. "35th Squadron, napalm the runways and cut off their escape routes,"

"Copy that Ace of Clubs," replied Green Leader. "Green Squadron, being the attack on the runways,"

Green Squadron broke formation and started to drop napalm bombs and rockets across the runway to discourage the take off of enemy aircraft. The bombs and the rockets dropped as the sight of napalm started to burn across the runway.


Defence of Bunbruy

"This is Fort Jack calling Beta Battalion," started Longshanks into the radio as enemy forces started to appear in the forests. "Requesting fire support at these positions," requested Longshanks as he gave the positions of the enemy forces. "Fire for effect over,"

"Copy that Fort Jack, hang tight, we'll be starting in a second," replied the voice on the other side as the radio went quiet.

"We got about 15 anti-tank rockets left and a stack of boxes with motar rounds but no motar to fire them," stated a runner as the men were taking up position to fend off the attackers.

"Alright, I need five of the best throwers and three anti-tank crews to head upstairs, onto the roof tops and give us support," ordered Longshanks as five throwers headed to the roof top alongside three anti-tank crews. "Tank units are inbound and won't arrive for another 30 minutes,"


OOC: Just a check: Sudova, is your navy in range of helping?
Sudova
14-01-2009, 11:38
Piece Airbase Assault

"Dropping payloads," started a Cyclonic pilot as the bombers opened their bomb bay doors.

"Go for the hangers and the Control Tower," ordered the Ace of Clubs as the fighter escort broke formation and started to pick off the pilots and crews running to their station. "35th Squadron, napalm the runways and cut off their escape routes,"

"Copy that Ace of Clubs," replied Green Leader. "Green Squadron, being the attack on the runways,"

Green Squadron broke formation and started to drop napalm bombs and rockets across the runway to discourage the take off of enemy aircraft. The bombs and the rockets dropped as the sight of napalm started to burn across the runway.


Defence of Bunbruy

"This is Fort Jack calling Beta Battalion," started Longshanks into the radio as enemy forces started to appear in the forests. "Requesting fire support at these positions," requested Longshanks as he gave the positions of the enemy forces. "Fire for effect over,"

"Copy that Fort Jack, hang tight, we'll be starting in a second," replied the voice on the other side as the radio went quiet.

"We got about 15 anti-tank rockets left and a stack of boxes with motar rounds but no motar to fire them," stated a runner as the men were taking up position to fend off the attackers.

"Alright, I need five of the best throwers and three anti-tank crews to head upstairs, onto the roof tops and give us support," ordered Longshanks as five throwers headed to the roof top alongside three anti-tank crews. "Tank units are inbound and won't arrive for another 30 minutes,"


OOC: Just a check: Sudova, is your navy in range of helping?

[ooc: yes. Callsigns for Close-support tactical air (that's the prop-job light strike birds) run either Gog, or Magog for this operation-there's currently two 12 bird squadrons ready to fly, a third is currently being re-fueled after the harassment attacks on the coast during the Fleet's final approach. Heavy stuff (the big boys-A6's and A7's) are callsigns Roc and Eagle, "Spear (antitank)" and "Hammer" (antipersonnel), Napalm missions are "Torch". Sudovan units use UTM grid coordinates for their strikes in typical modernistic style. Precision guided weapons Strikes are, of course, "Arrow"-these are your VLS missile strikes or LGB (Laser guided bomb) strikes. ]
Northam-York
14-01-2009, 11:56
Piece Airbase

AA crews went to their stations as they opened fire with the flak 88's and the Partiot Missile System installed on the airbase. However, due to the heavy bombings of key buildings, the missile system was badly damaged due to the quick attack. However, the remaining missile systems opened fire on the enemy targets while the air crews attempted to get FA-18's into the air. As the FA-18's started to scramble, several napalm bombs ripped across the runway making it impossible to take off from the runway. Pilots were sitting ducks as several hangers were blown to pieces and fragments ripped into the airplanes causing serious damage. The pilots left their fighters still on as the bombings were becoming worse and worse every moment. Blue leader was the last pilot off the runway when he watched several jets blow up by the bombs and fighter jets straffing over them.

"All hands to the defences!" came a voice over the PA System. "Enemy ground forces are inbound to the airfield. Piece Airbase must not fall! Its a fight to the death!" The pilots were handed were handed a rifle each and told to take up arms against the invaders. They had no air support, their hangers and control towers were in ruins and the runway was burning. To make matters worse, their escape route was block by the enemy forces. It look dim for the defenders but unlike the defenders at Perth, they had combat experience.


Assault on Bunbruy

"The enemy has broken into a retreat!" shouted General Blamey as he appeared out of an Abram. "All forces are to push forward and defeat the Lynion's! Storm the forts and flush the enemy out of our homeland!"

"Hoorah!" shouted the soldiers.

The main column spread out an engage the three forts. This move saved the force from a masscare when the assaulting force at Fort Jack was bombed by an artillery force further behind the enemy forts. If the Northam-Yorkians were to succeed, they would need to spread out and cut off the forts from the others so the Lynion's could be easy prey for the ground forces.
Lynion
14-01-2009, 12:11
Assault on Bunbruy

"Shift fire," shouted Longshanks into the radio. "Fort Biggs and Fort Knot under attack, we are requesting armour support!"

"We got trouble with that commander," replied the voice. "Our artillery is spread thin and we got limited power for this attack,"

"F**k!" shouted Longshanks. "What about air support?"

"Armour and Air support are about 20 minutes out from your position," replied the voice of the artillery commander. "We've picked up Sudovian Naval Forces, you got the line sir,"

"This is Vamperial Master Longshanks calling Sudovian Task Force!" started Longshanks into the radio as the infantry attempted to drive off the enemy forces. "We are in need of artillery support! Our positions are as follow..." contiuned Longshanks as he gave the positions of Fort Jack, Briggs and Knot. "Fire for effect!"

"Longshanks, our reliving force is an hour out, we got orders to hold out our reliving forces arrive!" contiuned the Lynion artillery operator.

"Everyone! Our armour and flyboys are 20 minutes out!" shouted Longshanks as shells landed nearby. "Everyone is to hold the line!"

Request to Sudovian Fleet

"We are requesting Gog and Magog across the main front of Fort Jack, Briggs and Knot!" started the operator as he discovered what was required. "We need Spear on the central armour column coming across to support their infantry. We also need Hammer's to straff across the main enemy infantry front which is about to assault Fort Briggs. Torch is required to touch the forests and cut off enemy reinforcements and their escape routes. Combinations of anti-armour and straffing is required all across the front, we got scouts on the ground to call in target locations!" finished the operator.
Sudova
14-01-2009, 12:18
SKS David Cohen, Sudovan Cruiser.

"Coordinates Recieved, On the way." The David Cohen was originally laid down in the nineteen forties, and as a result, she still had eight-inch guns in turrets-the refits she'd undergone year after year turned the aft turret into VLS cells, while the forward pair of turrets shed one gun apiece and changed utterly-now they housed semi-automated loading systems that could put down more fire than the original had with 40% fewer guns firing...and 60% fewer crew serving each of the remaining.

This did NOT, oddly enough, improve living space aboard her-instead, the extra space was filled with computers, improved radar, improved communications, improved fire-suppression, and improved and expanded damage-control arrangements. The outside of the David Cohen looked like a piece from the History Channel being raped by a paperback sci-fi novel's cover art, but inside, she was as modern as many newer ships-some ways, she was actually MORE modern.

The extra space was also filled with lots of new ways to hurt people and make them dead at very long ranges.

The important part, at least right now, was that the Lynions were calling in for artillery fire.

The call was passed along to other units in the task-group.

MFS 18, an Enforcer wing flying in off the LHA Alex Horstein...

The pippers came up-this wasn't scoot-and-poop stuff. The planes flew in low over Bunbruy-but not That low- the buildings, after all, were tall enough that the usual "Cutting the grass" approach wouldn't be much use. "Waggle the wings guys, we've got an audience down there." Major Alan Watts told his pilots, "Then bear west by southwest-the Yorkies can't be stupid enough to just walk blind into the artillery, and they're runnin' heavy."

Likely, to some on the ground, the squadron looked like something out of an old movie-a world-war-two movie. As they cleared the city's suburbs heading in the direction of Ft. Jack, the planes dropped to "cuttin' the Grass" altitude-screening behind hills and berms as they ran.
Northam-York
14-01-2009, 12:41
"Move the infantry up the central flank!" shouted Blamey over the radio as his tank stayed at the back out of harms way. "Abrams are to focus on Fort Jack and punch a hole through their lines. Once Fort Jack has being taken, move around and out-flank Fort Briggs!"

"The general is suicidal!" shouted Major Kidd as he followed the orders of the general before the forests around them suddenly exploded into splinters causing major injuries to the infantry.

"What do we do major?" asked his captain as the battalion was shattered by the shelling.

"We take cover and push towards the fort," ordered Kidd as the snow around them smothered them whenever a shell landed nearby.

"The Abrams are going to get ripped to sherds," shouted someone as he noticed the Abrams were sitting ducks.

"Where's our damn air support?" shouted Captain Lin as he joined Major Kidd in a hole.

"We got no air support," shouted back Kidd. "Haven't you heard? Piece Airbase is under attack and the Lynion's has destroyed the runways,"

"We're screwed," muttered Lin as the platoon gathered together as they realised all their hopes were gone. "I say we get rid of the general and order a full surrender,"

"That'll be treason," replied Kidd as he watched the private take off his boots and exposed socks full of holes. "Then again, our commanders have the best of the equipment. What's the condition of the platoon?"

"We've lost nearly half of the platoon and the colonel's were ripped to shreds by the shelling," briefed Captain Lin as the shelling was landing around them causing the rookies to go insane and burst into tears. "This battle is going to fail and we'll lose more troops unless we assume command and order a full surrender of our boys,"

General Blamey Command Tank

"What's the status?" demanded Blamey.

"Our column is pinned down by the shelling and we can't move forward unless we get air support!" replied an operator as he watch an Abram explode close to Fort Knot.

"Get Piece Airbase on the line and inform them we need all fighters to Bunbruy for support!" ordered Blamey as he was praying he would only have to use his ground forces to take Bunbruy.

"Sir, Piece Airbase is requesting support," briefed another operator as the Lynion's kept their column pinned down. "They lost their aircraft and their runways are in ruins. To make matters worse, a Lynion Force is closing in on the airfield,"

"What about York?" demanded Blamey.

"Their ground forces are assembling but they're focusing on defence. They can't respond to Piece Airbase," replied the operator.

"What about the naval task force that was meant to fend off the enemy reliving force?" demanded Blamey.

"They fled when the Lynion Naval Force came onto the scene. They're retreating back to Albany and Adelaide to prepare for their defence's," replied the operator.

"What about Albany and Adelaide?"

"They only have militia units that aren't even armed," replied the operator. "The only force is stationed at Exmouth and is preparing the defence of Exmouth and Northam. Thornlie has already fallen to the Cybernetic Forces," explained the operator. "Sir we're out-gunned and we being out-smarted by the Lynion's. We need to retreat back to Albany and Adelaide and prepare for their defences..."

"Did I ask for your advice?" demanded Blamey as the operator felt he did the wrong thing. "No I didn't! Tell those boys to re-group and stage another attack! The sooner we take Bunbruy, the sooner we can fend off the Lynion's and re-take Perth," finished Blamey as he went back to his command seat unaware that a squad of his own soldiers were closing in on his tank to remove him from power.
Lynion
14-01-2009, 13:01
"Sir, we got the enemy forces pinned down across the forts but we need our armour..." shouted a runner as Longshanks noticed a flight of fighter jets passing by them.

"Its a flight of Sudovian Jets," pointed out Captain Jet as his anti-tank crew fired on another Abram.

"How are you sure?" shouted Longshanks as a figure ran across the road and dashed into Fort Jack.

"The Yorkian's fly older jets which I think are FA-18 Hornets. They can't be ours because we don't sell ours and they got no Lynion ensigma's," explained Jet as his crew reloaded the rocket launchers. "They got to be Sudovians!"

"They can't be!" muttered Longshanks. "Are you sure?"

"Longshanks! Those are Sudovian Aircraft," stated Rathma as he joined Longshanks on the roof top of Fort Jack as Longshanks greeted Rathma as if they were brothers. "Radio operator! Get on the radio and give those boys updated positions of the enemy column. The sooner we can secure the pin down of the enemy forces, the sooner we can close in on the kill!"

"Where's the reliving unit Union promised?" asked Longshanks as bullets whizzed across the rooftops taking out a private who fell over the roof.

"I believe they're coming," smiled Rathma as he pointed out to an aerial aircraft carrier inbound to Bunbruy. Rathma stood up and bought his field glasses up as the others kept the enemy occupied. He looked out and gave a smile as the sight of hundreds maybe thousands of Lynion landing crafts were about to land and support the trapped Lynion Forces.

"About bloody time!" shouted Jet as a company of Wolfhound Battle Tanks and IFV's appeared on the road below them. The IFV's gave supressing fire on the infantry as the Wolfhound Battle Tanks engaged the Abrams.

"Those Wolfhounds are giving them hell!" shouted Longshanks as Rathma took cover with Longshanks.

"This is Fort Jack calling all friendly units! Friendly armour has pushed up from Bunbruy! Do not attack, repeat, do not attack friendly armour!" shouted the radio operator. "They're beside the forts and are not venturing out into the open,"
Sudova
14-01-2009, 13:35
Close vicinity of the battle...

The first sign of MSF 18's arrival, was a low thrum that echoed off of the rolling hills, and a plume of dust.

The planes were suicidally low- and running a damn good clip at more than two hundered miles an hour... riiiight up until they "Popped" over the low ridges to execute their strikes.

Sudovans are very economical people-they got their money's worth in the fuel used to haul that much ordinance several times over- The treelines in front of the forts and on their forward "Red" (enemy held) flanks were treated to a salting of napalm, as lob-bombed by dedicated ground support aircraft. At the peak of the lobbing, the planes dove back down into "Da Weeds", applying their machine-guns liberally, along with helpings of five-inch rockets, fragmentation bombs, and other holiday favourites on anything warmer than the dirt on passive IR thermal that was also moving.

Once back into "Da Weedz", or "Cutting the Grass" the Sudovan pilots used every watt of their very expensive updated gear to lay into a course that would cross the 'neck' of the Yorkish column's tank units. This would be defined as a "Danger Close" mission, but it had to be done to take the pressure off of Ft. Jack.

A "Normal" military aviator would have called the Marine pilots "Demented" or "Stupid-Brave"-at those altitudes, and at those speeds, the risk meter pegs out and starts burying the needle somewhere under "goddamned insane".

In a world with Stingers and SA-7's, however, it's not insanity-it's necessity. A close-support air-attack by anything more lightly armoured than an A-10 requires terrain-screening-and the low terrain features mean that you screen behind terrain that's really, really, low.

Marine pilots train to fly their Enforcers behind ocean waves in bad weather to reach a target-sometimes coming in just below a practice-target's deck.

At least these hills and trees, they don't move.

In front of Fort Jack...

"Magog 113" was the callsign today, and WO Aubrey Leonards had just delivered some 'presents' (Hellfire antitank missiles and five inch rockets, with a seasoning of Napalm) to an armoured company driving on Ft. Jack when it happened-a Yorkie hotshot who managed to survive the strike, pegged her wing on the "Downleg" of her turn, a leg that would have put her on a course back with empty ammo and sixteen cleared hardpoints.

The antitank rocket took her wing off about halfway down, during the nearly aerobatic manuever.

She had enough time to mentally register it before she pulled the Jake.

Piper Enforcers are equipped with ejection seats. Warrant Officer Leonards was shot by that ejection seat straight at Fort Jack-it's not a "correcting" seat at that height (less than 500 feet).

The seat did what it was designed to do-and revealed a spot where the "Upgrade Fever" had missed a trick.

She was hurled straight at the Fort-and only range, plus gravity, plus the effects of atmospheric drag landed her in the no-man's Land in front of it-her tardy parachute popping just soon enough that she could be pummelled violently (with many broken bones, contusions, cuts, lacerations, and a concussion) as the seat hit, then rolled-binding her up in her 'chute cords as it did so.

Aubrey was still alive... at least, enough to see her plane augur into the ground a thousand meters away before she completely lost consciousness...
DaWoad
14-01-2009, 13:35
Encryption Level: Extreme
To:Northam-York Command
Re: Military aide
This is Admiral Hawk, Commander of First Fleet ASDN. What is happening here? We have confused reports, we are willing to aide your forces as we have once in the past but only if you explain exactly what is going on here. One report suggests you have launched genocidal attacks against cybernetic forces in your nation we would also like clarification on this.

Encryption Level: Extreme
To:All those participating in the Invasion of Northam York
Re: Military aide
This is Admiral Hawk, Commander of First Fleet ASDN. What is the reason for your invasion of Northam York?
Northam-York
14-01-2009, 14:53
TO: Admiral Hawk, Commander of First Fleet ASDN
FROM: United Facist Proviences of Northam-York, High Chancellor Edward Keys

The Cybernetic Forces are nothing but freaks of nature! They assassinated Prime Minister Edward Daniel and we, the newly elected United Facist Party, will vanquish the Cybernetic Forces from this land! We have also started our attacks on the Vamperial Kingdom of Lynion and we will masscare their speices to extinction! They will be exterminated and this region will see the true power of Facism!



OOC: Bit radical ain't he? Anyhow, I'm basically leaving NS because I've lost my interests. I agreed with Lynion we have a Regional War between us and see if we can put some decent battles between us. BUT, we want to keep Bunbruy between me and Lynion.

Lynion, that idea sounds interesting and I'll take your offer up on it.
Lynion
14-01-2009, 15:02
TO: Commander of First Fleet ASDN, Admiral Hawk
FROM: Commander of Vamperial Forces in Yorkian Provience, Vamperial Headmaster Rex

Two days ago (OOC: Is this right N-Y?), our training base at Bunbruy was attacked by the air forces of Northam-York which was meant to have being used to train the Northam-Yorkian Military Forces. I haven't being informed how many are dead, but our other reason is due to the genocide of the Cybernetic Forces in the Yorkian Proviences. We're unsure why they attacked us and broke the treaties we signed to be allies. We do know that we will not be back stabbed and run for the hills like cowards. If this is the fate the Northam-Yorkians have chosen to go down, then there's little we can do for them.
Lynion
14-01-2009, 15:40
Fort Jack

Longshanks was back at the frontlines as Rathma was informing their artillery where to shoot as the fighting became worse with every passing second. Already they lost at least 100 men by what they could tell and this meant other platoons had to fill the gaps. The Wolfhounds were attempting to push back the defenders as it looked like both sides were going to suffer high causlities.

"Poor bugger," muttered the corporal next to Longshanks as a Sudovian Aircraft crashed in the battlefield.

"There goes the chute," shouted out a private as he pointed to something floating to the ground.

"Reckon the pilot got out?" suggested Longshanks as he removed his smoke gernades and standard grenades from his belt.

"That's no-man's land out there sir!" stated his lieutenant as the squad gunned down a couple of soldiers wondering the battlefield.

"And that pilot might have something the enemy wants," stated Longshanks. "Corporal, hand me your MP5 and the clips to it. I'll trade you my MX8 with clips,"

"Sure sir," replied the corporal as the pair traded their weapons.

"I need something light and easy to use," smiled Longshanks. "Battle Tank Uncle Lewis, going to save the pilot. I need you to take two IFV's and flank our position,"

"Copy that Red Platoon! Moving into position," replied the tank commander as a pair of Wolfhounds followed by four IFV's engaged the Northam-Yorkians and flanked Longshanks position.

Longshanks had only an MP5, his pistol, a black flare and his bayonet. He jumped the fox hole he was in, sprinted under a supressing fire from his platoon and the tanks giving him support. He jumped from tree to tree as the bullets whizzed around him in all directions. Longshanks ventured into no-man's land as he came closer and closer to the downed pilot. The Wolfhounds produce a nightmare for the Northam-Yorkians as the Lynion Armour started to advance along a line and started to push the enemy backwards. Longshanks finally came to the pilot who was tangled up in the cords of its chute.

"What a great idea," whispered Longshanks to himself as he cut the cords and eventually turned the chair over. "Its a woman," muttered Longshanks as he cut her straps and checked her pulse. It was weak, maybe she fainted or something. Nevertheless, he had to get her out to avoid her capture. He pop the black smoke as he carried her carefully and started to head back to camp. Longshanks carried her carefully as thoughts went through his mind as the Wolfhounds shift fire and gave supressing fire to cover Longshanks escape. Was he going to get back in one piece?
DaWoad
14-01-2009, 16:00
TO: Admiral Hawk, Commander of First Fleet ASDN
FROM: United Facist Proviences of Northam-York, High Chancellor Edward Keys

The Cybernetic Forces are nothing but freaks of nature! They assassinated Prime Minister Edward Daniel and we, the newly elected United Facist Party, will vanquish the Cybernetic Forces from this land! We have also started our attacks on the Vamperial Kingdom of Lynion and we will masscare their speices to extinction! They will be exterminated and this region will see the true power of Facism!



OOC: Bit radical ain't he? Anyhow, I'm basically leaving NS because I've lost my interests. I agreed with Lynion we have a Regional War between us and see if we can put some decent battles between us. BUT, we want to keep Bunbruy between me and Lynion.

Lynion, that idea sounds interesting and I'll take your offer up on it.

OOC: got it mind if I hop in on lynions side? Lynion do you mind? and I'll stay out of Bunbruy though I might land an invasion force elsewhere. Doo you have a map?

IC:
To: United Facist Proviences of Northam-York, High Chancellor Edward Keys
From: ASDN First Fleet CIC Admiral Hawk
Re: A state Of War
Message:
We cannot accept your usurpation of the true government we helped to establish any more than we can accept your genocidal campaign against the cybernectics. we are now at a state of war with your nation.

To: Commander of Vamperial Forces in Yorkian Provience, Vamperial Headmaster Rex
From: Admiral Hawk CIC ASDN First Fleet
Re:Military Aide
Message:
We have accepted your story. Having spoken to the Enemy command it is clear that United Facist Proviences of Northam-York are no longer the nation which we helped to found. We offer any and all military assistance you require.
Sudova
14-01-2009, 22:28
Outside Ft. Jack...

At least she wasn't very big. Sudovan military aviators don't tend to be, and this is especially true of their fixed-wing pilots. Documentation released to the Lynions for the (now delayed indefinitely) joint training exercises indicated that Sudovan pilot selection begins with a height/weight requirement that strongly favours rather small people, followed by ferret-on-crack reflex responses, then eyesight and intelligence and psyche tests. Her bones crunched and rubbed audibly when Longshanks picked her up-both legs, one shoulder, her collar-bone, and both of her arms-only raw luck kept the tumble from snapping her neck.

But she didn't weigh a lot, maybe 110 pounds at just a hair under five feet tall.

Briefly, she fluttered awake before going back under. "di'we git 'm? di'we git 'm gud?" she mumbled, and gray fog fell back across her mind. a little blood leaked out of the corner of her bruised mouth-very likely, she's lost teeth.
Lynion
15-01-2009, 01:59
TO: Commander of First Fleet ASDN, Admiral Hawk
FROM: Commander of Vamperial Forces in Yorkian Provience, Vamperial Headmaster Rex

We understand what has happened and its sad to see a free country fall. Nevertheless, we need to do our job and peace to this nation. We will accept your aid and you can anchor in Perth's Harbour for the time being until we can setup a strategy to take York.


Fort Jack

"Take about being small," started the corporal as he noticed how small the pilot was.

"Some of these nations favour smaller pilots," stated Longshanks. "Now get on the radio and get a medic..."

"MEDCI!" shouted the corporal as two medic's came over with stretcher bearers.

The medic's checked the body as one of them was called to a squad to tend to a bullet wound. The stretcher bearers placed the pilots body on the stretcher carefully and took her to the hospital to get check ups down on her.
DaWoad
15-01-2009, 05:48
TO: Commander of First Fleet ASDN, Admiral Hawk
FROM: Commander of Vamperial Forces in Yorkian Provience, Vamperial Headmaster Rex

We understand what has happened and its sad to see a free country fall. Nevertheless, we need to do our job and peace to this nation. We will accept your aid and you can anchor in Perth's Harbour for the time being until we can setup a strategy to take York.
OOC:
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Three Haven class carriers
Six Shield class missile defense and EW ships
Four Sword class Heavy Battle cruisers
Ten Strike class missile attack boats
Five Cloak class SSNs
Ten Beaver class military transports
Ten Kilaue class Resupply ships

Naval Air wings Embarked
10X MH-72 Osprey ASW Helicopter
15X Eagle class AWACS
75X F-43A Hawk-1 Strike fighters
75X F-43B Hawk-3 interceptors
30X F-43C Hawk-2 STOVL Close Support Aircraft
5X Hercules medium range air-air refueling planes
10X B-5A Owl-1 Medium Range Stealth Bomber
30X MH-72 Osprey ASW Helicopter

1st Regiment Marine Expeditionary Unit
50 T-72C Shark Class Amphibious MBTs
100 T-75A Wolf Class Armored Attack Vehicles
100 LAV VII Light assault vehicles
2 10 Marine Spec ops teams and material
16 Light Combat Squads (160 marines)
4 Heavy Combat Squads (40 marines)
2 Indirect Fire Teams (14 marines)

1st Battalion Combat Engineers
250-Engineers armed with Small Arms
50- Armored Bulldozers

Hospital Ships
10- Relief Class hospital ships

IC:
To: Commander of Vamperial Forces in Yorkian Provience, Vamperial Headmaster Rex
From:Commander of First Fleet ASDN, Admiral Hawk
Re:military assistance
Message:
Moving now. Hawk out.


First Fleet
Having briefly waited in international waters to resupply, the ASDN fleet now moved for the Lynion held port of perth. Overhead, ASDN Interceptors and strike fighters flew a continuous CAP of ten aircraft while Shield Class EW ships searched for any sign of enemy contacts.
Lynion
15-01-2009, 08:06
Assault on Piece Airbase

"Push forward!" shouted the major as the infantry came under heavy fire. "1st Platoon, flank left and take out their left flank. 21st Platoon, follow the armour and take out their main positions!" ordered the major as the platoons moved into positions. "Have the armour push forward and the IFV's and the APC's flank right!"

The heavy cannon fire was to keep the enemy infantry pinned down while the Lynion Regulars and Hunters flank the enemy positions. The major was watching from the background as he kept his men informed of the current situation. He regularly called on air support to track enemy movements and attempt to cut off enemy supply lines. However, with Perth taken and by the looks of things, there was little chance the enemy would be gaining reinforcements any time soon. Nevertheless, the Lynion's had to make sure the enemy supply points were cut off from the airbase.
Lynion
15-01-2009, 13:56
TO: Commander of First Fleet ASDN, Admiral Hawk
FROM:Vamperial Forces in Yorkian Provience, Vamperial Headmaster Rex

I've discussed the purposed plan with Vamperial Grand Aerial Headmaster Lee and we have a plan to use your force along with a Lynion Task Force. Our Primary Objective is to secure the Yorkian Provience and to do this we need to take Exmouth (north of York), York (west of Perth), Thornlie Industrial Centre (Middle), Adelaide and Albany (north of Bunbruy). However, Bunbruy is already being relivied by Lee's forces and dispatching yours wouldn't get their in time and it would be useless. Therefore, I'm requesting your forces invade York alongside a Lynion Naval Task Force and the 45th Armoured Battalion and 23rd Mechanised Regiment. Lynion Air support is limited due to the combine air strikes at Piece Airbase. Yorkian strength is unknown at this time but we do know that their air force has being smashed at Piece Airbase and it'll take longer for Northam air support to arrive. The only serious threat is the Yorkian and Exmouth Naval Fleets stationed along the west coast.

Are you willing to do this?
DaWoad
15-01-2009, 14:13
TO: Commander of First Fleet ASDN, Admiral Hawk
FROM:Vamperial Forces in Yorkian Provience, Vamperial Headmaster Rex

I've discussed the purposed plan with Vamperial Grand Aerial Headmaster Lee and we have a plan to use your force along with a Lynion Task Force. Our Primary Objective is to secure the Yorkian Provience and to do this we need to take Exmouth (north of York), York (west of Perth), Thornlie Industrial Centre (Middle), Adelaide and Albany (north of Bunbruy). However, Bunbruy is already being relivied by Lee's forces and dispatching yours wouldn't get their in time and it would be useless. Therefore, I'm requesting your forces invade York alongside a Lynion Naval Task Force and the 45th Armoured Battalion and 23rd Mechanised Regiment. Lynion Air support is limited due to the combine air strikes at Piece Airbase. Yorkian strength is unknown at this time but we do know that their air force has being smashed at Piece Airbase and it'll take longer for Northam air support to arrive. The only serious threat is the Yorkian and Exmouth Naval Fleets stationed along the west coast.

Are you willing to do this?
To: Commander of Vamperial Forces in Yorkian Provience, Vamperial Headmaster Rex
From:Commander of First Fleet ASDN, Admiral Hawk
Re:military assistance
Message:
Works for us. First fleet is primarily a navel (rather than marine) force. We can Screen while your people and our marine contingent land and move inland then deal with the Naval threat. I have no doubt that we can destroy the enemy naval forces.where an when will we be meeting up with your forces?
Lynion
15-01-2009, 15:29
TO: Commander of First Fleet ASDN, Admiral Hawk
FROM:Vamperial Forces in Yorkian Provience, Vamperial Headmaster Rex

The only task force in the area is Lynion Task Force Khan which is two hours west of Perth's Harbour. Its commander is Admiral Keyes and she will be happy to accept your forces. I'm sure her detail plan will make the York battle go quicker.
Northam-York
15-01-2009, 15:54
Assault on Bunbruy

The soldiers had lost count how many days have gone past them but the gunshots kept them awake and weaken their spirit and morale. The night was chilly and the masscare of Blamey's forces could be seen everywhere. The supply lines has being cut in half, reinforcements weren't coming morale was at an all time low. Blamey went in with 100,000 troops together. Now? He had little more than 40,000 trapped, isolated and out-smarted by the Lynion's. Major Hammer and his squad realised what they were about to commit was an act of treason. Nevertheless, he wanted to save his battalion's lives from suicide.

"But we out-number the Lynion's..." started his lieutenant.

"Numbers mean nothing to the Lynion's!" stated Hammer. "They got spot on artillery that rarely misses. They have better equipment, their soldiers are breed to fight and Lynion's are worse when they're trapped," finished Hammer as his socks were full of holes and he had little warmth. "Blamey sits in his tank day in, day out. If anyone doesn't want to take part in this act, they can leave," Hammer looked up as he realised that nobody was going to leave.

He rally his squad together as they crept through the snow to avoid sniper fire from the forts and the Lynion Forces hunting them down. Hammer forgot about the war for a moment as he arrived at Blamey's tank to find him standing out in the cold around a fire. His cloak was made of fine wool and other materials as he smiled at Hammer.

"Well, how's our victory going?" smiled Blamey as he watched the squad.

"Our boys are pinned down, our tanks are scattered, we got no air support, the navy has left us, Command has forgotten us and our supply and reinforcement line has gone," stated Hammer.

"Never fear, General Howard is going to relive us soon," smiled Blamey full of confiedence.

"Nobody is coming for us general!" shouted Hammer as the snow flakes floated around them. "That's why I'm taking command of division!"

"That's treason!" demanded Blamey as Hammer raised his pistol at the general. "Your never going to get away with this!"

"Does it matter? If we can't take Bunbruy from the Lynion's, can we defend the Yorkian Provience from them?" questioned Hammer before he fired the shot and killed Blamey instantly. The shot echoed throughout the forests and too the frontlines. Hammer jumped inside the command tank and killed Blamey's officers quietly as he jumped onto the radio.

"This is Major Hammer of the 6th Yorkian Army Corps calling the Lynion Commander in Bunbruy and to all frontline troops. Yorkian Forces are to surrender to Lynion Forces," started Hammer as a few voices asked him why he made the move. "We are out-matched, our supply lines have being cut in half, reinforcements aren't coming, Piece Air Base has surrendered, the navy has retreated to Adelaide and the Brass has forgotten about us. Our best chance is to be the POW's of the Lynion and Lynion Coalition Forces," explained Hammer. "If the Lynion Commander, Yorkian Forces and Lynion Forces are listening to this...for the love of everything, cease fire! Yorkian Forces are ordered to surrender and throw down their arms. Our cause is lost," finished Hammer as he waited for the Lynion reply. Yorkian Forces raise white flags and threw their weapons aside as many of them were drafted into this war.

Piece Airbase

After the broadcast of Blamey's Forces surrendering in Bunbruy, Yorkian and Northam defenders threw down their weapons and wave anything white they could find. The Lynion's had them out-matched and out-gunned. The airfield was nothing but ruins, nevertheless, there was only roughly half a company left to defend the airfield. Piece Airbase, much like Blamey's Forces, had surrendered to the Lynion Forces. Two major defeats in one day sent a blow to Yorkian Forces and the Brass. Now, York was at the door step of the Lynion's and there was only a division of militia holding York alongside the 3rd, 7th, 12th, 8th and 9th Yorkian Naval Fleets. If York fell, it would become the most serious blow to the Yorkian Provience.
Sudova
15-01-2009, 21:17
SKS Treager...

"This is Major Hammer of the 6th Yorkian Army Corps calling the Lynion Commander in Bunbruy and to all frontline troops. Yorkian Forces are to surrender to Lynion Forces," started Hammer as a few voices asked him why he made the move. "We are out-matched, our supply lines have being cut in half, reinforcements aren't coming, Piece Air Base has surrendered, the navy has retreated to Adelaide and the Brass has forgotten about us. Our best chance is to be the POW's of the Lynion and Lynion Coalition Forces," explained Hammer. "If the Lynion Commander, Yorkian Forces and Lynion Forces are listening to this...for the love of everything, cease fire! Yorkian Forces are ordered to surrender and throw down their arms. Our cause is lost..."

Croatos looked at his staff, "Don't light the cigars yet." he said, "They've still got four fleets out there, and it could be a trick-and even if it isn't, there's gonna be those out there that wanna keep fighting, maybe in hopes of winning, sometimes just looking for a chance for the Valkyries to notice 'em."

Constance snorted, "Admiral, you don't Believe in the Valkyries."

Croatos nodded, "True...but it's easier to explain to the men if I use references they believe in, than if I tell them that some men make the State their False Idol." he said, "and the Fascists in Northam probably have more than a few supporters in the Northam-York armed forces-Hell, it could even be Christians."

A Radioman hurried over, carrying an off-print.

"SIR!" he held it out, "Her majesty requests an update on our status." He held out the missive.

Her Majesty?? Croatos felt a sinking feeling of dread, as he took the print-off from the petty-officer.

===============Priority Alpha One Clearance Odin==================

To: Admiral Sandhurst Croatos, CIC, Treager Battlegroup

From: Sara Garrettsdottr, Princepes of the Principality of Sudova and High Chieftain of the People of the Ships

RE: Bunbruy situation

Your independent action is noted, I have sent a team of Mediators to investigate awards recommendations. Have those recommendations ready when they arrive, and do not pad them-I will know. Pending the results of the investigation, you are temporarily increased in rank to full Admiral, and you will be given charge of additional Fleet Assets as soon as they are available.

Your mission in Northam-York is hereby fully sanctioned for the duration of the conflict, report to Vamperial Master Rathma Phoenix for your mission-orders under Clause XI of the Lynion/Sudova Mutual Agreement.

I am adding Task Force D-15 to your command, they will be arriving soon. Coordinate with the Lynions as to where your forces can be best used.


Croatos dropped the paper onto the wardroom table. "She's sending Marines, she expects us to have something for them to do when they get here, and she expects me to ask the Lynion commander For that something-to-do." He looked at his staffers, "We're now here in an official capacity."

He turned, and headed back into the CIC.

"Radioman, get me a line to the Lynion Vamperial Master Rathma Phoenix...." Buck up, now I have to ask 'em for jobs for a division of Marines!
DaWoad
15-01-2009, 22:43
First Fleet
The fleet was on the move. As soon as coordinates had been uplinked, the five SSNs had detached themselves from the rest of the fleet and moved extremely quietly towards the rendezvous with the lynion fleet. The way hawk saw it, the best chance the ennemy would hAve of doing seriouse dammage to either fleet was right now,while the two remained seperate. The subs would provide some insurence against that while the rest was being provided by the now 50 Strong CAP in place and the five eagle Awaks they were protecting. Minutes later the grey steel surface combatents began to move out as well. They had adopted an entirely defensive posture with layers defenses surrounding the carriers and marine transports. The more vulnerable kilaue class transports were spaced throughout the fleet relying on their low radar and sonar profile and the other asdn ships to protect them. Satelite uplinks had been reestablished and hawk along with commander alandra of the marines were mission planning and designating targets for TLAM and battery strikes to support themarine invasion.
Lynion
16-01-2009, 01:56
"Hold yor fire!" was the order given across the front as the artillery died down followed by the front line troopers. "Enemy forces has surrendered,"

Longshanks rose up from the smoking foxhole as the sight of the reliving force was a sigh of God giving them support in their dark times. The POW's were rounded up, stripped of their weapons and placed in a make shift prison that was used for criminals. However, they were going to have to send the remaining 36,000 down to Perth for over prison camps. The officers were rounded up and taken into another part of Bunbruy to give a report about their troops before the Lynion's sent them south.

"We don't have trucks for everyone," stated a captain as the senior officers were wondering how transport was going to be. "Most of them would have to march by foot and its roughly a week's march south to Perth,"

"What about our naval force?" questioned a major. "We can put them on prison ships and ship them to Perth. It'll be two days sail at the most,"

"We might have to use both. Have the sick and the wounded placed on the ships and the others may have to march back," finished a captain.

Meanwhile

"Congulations on your victory," started Lee as he was given a trip to the frontlines to see Rathma.

"Its really the frontline troops that should be thanked," smiled Rathma.

"Nevertheless, it was your leadership that kept them together," stated Lee as the pair walked past a medic station where the wounded was being treated. "I'll see to it that the POW's are sent to Lynx Island. We got the power to hold them there and keep a close eye on them,"

"That'll be alot of stress off our shoulders," smiled Rathma as they came across Longshanks squad having a drink.

"Sir!" started Longshanks as he offered Lee a bottle to drink from.

"No thanks David," replied Rathma. "Tell the boy's we'll be taking a few days rest beofre marching north. Also, find the enemy commander and bring him or her to me!"

"Yes sir!" replied Longshanks as Rathma and Lee went back to the Command Post for a casulitie report.

"Piece Airbase has fallen and the infantry and armour are securing the airfield," informed Lee as Rathma nodded his head. "We can use that as a forward outpost until York can be taken. Give your boys four days rest, after that, you'll be marching to Thornline Industrial Compounds and take it by force. You'll be reinforced and are-equipped," smiled Lee as they watched thousands of troops land on the base and secure Bunbruy.
Sudova
16-01-2009, 10:43
on the streets of Bunbruy...

Liz Croatos, the Engineering officer of a container ship, was currently still "aground'' waiting for her wounded to be mobile again.

Her Captain had died of undiagnosed complications, the Lynion's M.E. had noted that his wounding in the bombing had, unknown to him OR the Medics, freed a fragment of metal determined to be part of a 1956 Desoto door-handle, embedded in his body during a Clan Feud among his Hill folk sometime in the late sixties.

The Crew had chosen Her to represent their interests as the "new" Captain, but now, she had all the headaches of the paperwork to deal with-including finding a new cargo, since the old one had either expired, or been burned during the air-raid that sparked her rapid ascent to command.

With the invasion, most of the traffic was going to be coming in to Bunbruy. What was coming out wasn't enough to pay fuel for even a short trip.

She mulled and mulled, walking the sidewalks and stepping around victorious Lynion soldiers on a short pass.

I have got to find work for my SHIP. After all, too long ashore, and the best ones find another vessel, or melt into the local colour and lose their sharpness.

Everything is coming in, but there's something the Lynions probably want out just as badly...

The Ship's accounts had to be settled-that was the Law among the People-if not among the lawyers.

Her feet carried her to the Lynion Headquarters again. Forty thousand men-well, we can probably fit five thousand in the forward hold and another thousand in the Aft hold, assuming we fitted those holds with bunks, and I can probably pry a few Marines to guard the hatches, and maybe even recruit some Deckhands to handle feeding. If we use Con-ex boxes with ventilation fans, we can fit twenty five per box relatively comfortably...but the problem is feeding them, and giving them a place to go to the bathroom...

She did some calculations, accounting for porta-potties in the large holds, and possibly some improvisational welding and pipefitting-maybe a week's worth, to create a block of holding cells on the main deck. Humans require more resources than cattle, and even Sudovan law doesn't allow severe mistreatment of POW's.

Okay, figure Forty marines, plus crew, and we'll have to leave the children in school here-which may be good for them since they'll learn subjects we can't teach on-shipboard...yeah, they might go for it.

Liz paused at the entrance-by now, the men on duty kenned who she was. She spoke carefully, to be understood, "I need t' Rathma Phoenix 'bout a Cargo he needs shippin." she said, "Shippin out of Bunbruy an' brought Safe t' the right port."
Lynion
16-01-2009, 11:14
"Hold on a moment," replied the operator as he dashed out and found Lee and Rathma nearby. "Sir's, the Sudovian captain is on the line," briefed the operator as Rathma watched the landing of an armour unit with Lee.

"That's another thing we got to deal with," Rathma explained as Lee realised what he was talking about. "The other thing is the POW's,"

"That's true," replied Lee. "If we forget about them, they might fold into our navy which we don't need. Hmmm...what were they doing when they came?"

"They were on a mail run but they drifted into Bunbruy and was grounded while the attack happened," explained Rathma. "I figured if we were forced to, we would have something to transport the wounded off but we didn't,"

"So they're basically run supply runs?" questioned Lee as Rathma nodded his head. "It would be easier to have my prison ships to transport the POW's to Lynx Island. However, it brings us to another trouble. I need a couple of ships to ship muntions between here, Lynx Island and Perth. Lynx Island has stakes of muntions we need to ship between Bunbruy and Perth," explained Lee. "They'll be under the escort of 2 destoryers and 1 frigate to every transport ship. Once the muntions have being sent out between Bunbruy and Perth, they'll be used as muntions transporters and possibly troop transport carriers but that's if we need emergency evac's," finished Lee.

"I got the radio here if you want to inform her," explained the runner as he handed the mircophone to Rathma.

"Liz, I just being informed of what you said and I've discussed it with Lee and we think we have something you can do," explained Rathma. "We're not going to have you transport POW's back to Lynx Island, we actually need the extra ships to transport munitions between Bunbruy and Lynx Island. We can give you two destroyers and a frigate as an escort for every ship you send to act as transports for muniton carriers," finished Rathma. "We already have prison ships inbound to take the POW's back to Lynx Island. We could use the extra hands for muntions or we can fold you into a naval task force actting as a muntions supplier to the naval ships but those task forces are generally placed on the frontlines. Which one are you willing to take?"
Sudova
16-01-2009, 11:22
Liz smiled at the offer. Less work! Less risk of cargo dying... "We can take the supply routing, I'll contact some friends, I can have at least five mid-to-large bulk haulers ready for routing-but I/we need a part of the contract to account families-There are subjects we can't teach our children on ship, and munitions are dangerous cargo with mid-young ones too young to apprentice-can you arrange boarding and school for the kids, and supervisions? Most of the Ships out here can't deadhead home to drop the kids off on a Barrier Isle, and the cultural exposure would be good for them..." (while sneaking into cargo and playing with Grenades is definitely NOT good for them.)"...Youngest can stay aboard, before age five, and Older, above age ten knows better-but mid-years are...difficult, I'm sure you understand?"
Lynion
16-01-2009, 11:37
"Woooo!" started Rathma as he looked at Lee. "I didn't sign up to enlist my men to be baby sitters,"

"Take it easy, we won't have kids running around here at Bunbruy," stated Lee as he took the mircophone. "Liz, my name is Vamperial Headmaster Lee and I've being informed of your situation. Now I can't have my men being teachers but we will allow you to drop them off at Lynx Island so they can be schooled. That's the best we can do for your children and only thing we can do for your children. Understand?" finished Lee.
DaWoad
16-01-2009, 11:41
OOC: maybe we should wait for NY before we continue with the invasion?

IC:
First fleet
The subs had dispersed , looking for enemy ships but the surface combatants had just reached the rendezvous with the Lynion task force. Small ships spread from various ASD'ian Warships including all three carriers moving for their Lynion allies. At the same time two Transport helicopters accompanied by two lightfire attack copters each split and headed inland at vary low altitude, literally sea skimming in an attempt to avoid inland Northam-Yorkian Radar emplacements. They were moving for a landing site near York along vectors that would avoid major enemy military and civilian emplacements.

Radio message encryption:HIGH
This is Admiral Hawk aboard the ASDS Issac Brock we are sending our people to your ships now in order to sync radio frequencies and set up missions Re: the invasion and take down of remaining NY naval forces. Hope that's alright with you. If not we will recall our people and do this electronically.
Northam-York
16-01-2009, 12:09
Battle for York

General Link was the commander of the Defence for York. He also had at his hand a vast number of fleets ready to put down the Lynion Forces and their allies. With the east coast already lost to the Lynion's, 6 fleets positioned themselves to fend off the enemy forces until the last ship sunk. The battle was going to be long and vast as the old 90's battleships had their heavy turrets removed and placed on key cliff tops surrounding York and the harbour. Little islands around the harbour of York had anti-shipping missile systems installed and anti-shipping cannons to fend off the enemy navy.

The only difficulty they had was their militia and the regulars defending York from the ground forces. Link gave the order to re-fortify the main flank and no units were required to defend the Yorkian Forest that was between two cliff tops. The forest was part of York but yet it was so dense, it would be hell just moving infantry through it. The Command Post was situated in the central part of town, the Town Keep. The Town Keep was used in olden times as a use of sighting the enemy and it would be used again.

The valiant defenders was a division of artillery gunners (using artillery and ship guns), 4 divisions of militia and about 60,000 regulars taking up positions along with heavy armour and Abram Battle Tanks. Trenches were networked into the city as the citizens were evacuated to Exmouth and only a fraction stayed behind to aid the militia units. Air support was limited to helicopter gunships and 24 FA-18 Super Hornets on standby from Exmouth.
DaWoad
16-01-2009, 12:48
Battle for York

General Link was the commander of the Defence for York. He also had at his hand a vast number of fleets ready to put down the Lynion Forces and their allies. With the east coast already lost to the Lynion's, 6 fleets positioned themselves to fend off the enemy forces until the last ship sunk. The battle was going to be long and vast as the old 90's battleships had their heavy turrets removed and placed on key cliff tops surrounding York and the harbour. Little islands around the harbour of York had anti-shipping missile systems installed and anti-shipping cannons to fend off the enemy navy.

The only difficulty they had was their militia and the regulars defending York from the ground forces. Link gave the order to re-fortify the main flank and no units were required to defend the Yorkian Forest that was between two cliff tops. The forest was part of York but yet it was so dense, it would be hell just moving infantry through it. The Command Post was situated in the central part of town, the Town Keep. The Town Keep was used in olden times as a use of sighting the enemy and it would be used again.

The valiant defenders was a division of artillery gunners (using artillery and ship guns), 4 divisions of militia and about 60,000 regulars taking up positions along with heavy armour and Abram Battle Tanks. Trenches were networked into the city as the citizens were evacuated to Exmouth and only a fraction stayed behind to aid the militia units. Air support was limited to helicopter gunships and 24 FA-18 Super Hornets on standby from Exmouth.
OOC:
Nice! an interesting battle!
um any way we could get ORBATS up from everyone?
Lynion
16-01-2009, 13:06
OOC:

*Idea comes to mind*

N-Y, the forest you mention, can I have details of the guns range, the width of the forest and if you have any forces stationed there?

ORBAT:

Coming overland from Perth:
100,000 Lynion Regulars
40,000 Lynion Hunters
500 Lynion Assassin's
2 armour Divisions coming from Piece Airbase - combination of Lynx Battle Tanks, Panzer X Battle Tanks and LYA2 Wolfhound Battle Tanks.
3 Regiments of Artilley

Air Force

72 Dingo Fighter Jets (currently being re-fueled)
78 Hunter Fighter Jets
30 Sonic Dingo Fighter Jets
12 Super Sonic Fighter Jets (Elite pilots)
26 Hurricane Bombers
24 Cyclonic Bombers
30 Hunter Bomber Jets

Aircraft will be luanched from Perth, aircraft carriers based in Perth and in the task force.

Navy

30 Frigates
30 Destroyers
20 Light Cruisers
18 Heavy Cruisers
16 Heavy Assault Cruisers
36 Submarines
2 Dreadnoughts
1 Prototype Battleship
4 Carriers (Aircraft stated above will land on the carriers from time to time)

I don't think non-combatants need to be included.
DaWoad
16-01-2009, 13:10
*snip*
orbat
Three Haven class carriers
Six Shield class missile defense and EW ships
Four Sword class Heavy Battle cruisers
Ten Strike class missile attack boats
Five Cloak class SSNs
Ten Beaver class military transports
Ten Kilaue class Resupply ships

Naval Air wings Embarked
10X MH-72 Osprey ASW Helicopter
15X Eagle class AWACS
75X F-43A Hawk-1 Strike fighters
75X F-43B Hawk-3 interceptors
30X F-43C Hawk-2 STOVL Close Support Aircraft
5X Hercules medium range air-air refueling planes
10X B-5A Owl-1 Medium Range Stealth Bomber
30X MH-72 Osprey ASW Helicopter

1st Regiment Marine Expeditionary Unit
50 T-72C Shark Class Amphibious MBTs
100 T-75A Wolf Class Armored Attack Vehicles
100 LAV VII Light assault vehicles
2 10 Marine Spec ops teams and material
16 Light Combat Squads (160 marines)
4 Heavy Combat Squads (40 marines)
2 Indirect Fire Teams (14 marines)
4 Lightfire Attack Helicopters
2 Transport Helicopters

1st Battalion Combat Engineers
250-Engineers armed with Small Arms
50- Armored Bulldozers

Hospital Ships
10- Relief Class hospital ships

OOC: just to clarify its only orbats for in and around NY
Northam-York
16-01-2009, 13:19
OOC:

You S.O.B!! I didn't see that one coming and its right in front of my face!

Ok, the forest intel is as follow's.

1) It's roughly 8 kilometres wide and 12 kilometres in length. The cannon's can't overlap each over so if one is destroyed, then you basically have a safe route to move through.

2) Only 2 18inch ship cannons are defending it known as Cliff R and Cliff V. Two Flak 88's and one partiot missile system are actting as AA system.

3) No ground troops are in the forest due to the fact is so dense, it'll be hell moving troops through it and armour won't be able to move through. However, seeing Lynion in action, where's there's a way, there's a will.


ORBAT:

Army in York

60,000 Regulars
90,000 Militia
2 Armour Battalions (Mainly Lepoards and Abrams)
2 Mechanised Regiments (APC's and IFV's)
1 Artillery Regiment

Air Force

24 FA-18 Super Hornets
56 Tiger Gunships
45 Apache's Gunships
15 Blackhawks

Navy

45 Destroyers
50 Frigates
30 Heavy Cruisers
30 Light Cruisers
30 Submarines
20 Battleships
42 Gunboats
60 PT Boats

I won't change the defence Link has established until the walls are breached.
DaWoad
16-01-2009, 14:45
OOC:

You S.O.B!! I didn't see that one coming and its right in front of my face!

Ok, the forest intel is as follow's.

1) It's roughly 8 kilometres wide and 12 kilometres in length. The cannon's can't overlap each over so if one is destroyed, then you basically have a safe route to move through.

2) Only 2 18inch ship cannons are defending it known as Cliff R and Cliff V. Two Flak 88's and one partiot missile system are actting as AA system.

3) No ground troops are in the forest due to the fact is so dense, it'll be hell moving troops through it and armour won't be able to move through. However, seeing Lynion in action, where's there's a way, there's a will.


ORBAT:

Army in York

60,000 Regulars
90,000 Militia
2 Armour Battalions (Mainly Lepoards and Abrams)
2 Mechanised Regiments (APC's and IFV's)
1 Artillery Regiment

Air Force

24 FA-18 Super Hornets
56 Tiger Gunships
45 Apache's Gunships
15 Blackhawks

Navy

45 Destroyers
50 Frigates
30 Heavy Cruisers
30 Light Cruisers
30 Submarines
20 Battleships
42 Gunboats
60 PT Boats

I won't change the defense Link has established until the walls are breached.
OOC:see now this looks fun lol.
IC:
Marine Special Operations
both transport Helicopters and their 4 Lightfire escorts continued to wing inland towards the forest. Their were flying barely 50 feet above the ocean and one of the lightfire pilots cursed aloud as his helicopter dipped scarily close to the waves. The six survived, though, and began to head inland. The biggest issue and trickiest flying was going to be right above the forest as the helis were going to have to pop up above the forest and into the field of fire of the enemy flack 88s. Hopefully they were ok until that point though.

First Fleet ASDN
Having set up for combined fleet maneuvers with the Vampirial fleet, first fleet began to sail, slowly for the NY coastline. Subs and Missile attack boats led followed closely by the large surface combatants. Behind them came the Military transports with the First fleets Marine contingent. Every aircraft that First Fleet had embarked was now prepped to launch immediately.

ASD Command Under Mount Brock
"Sirs," Said Admiral Azoth. "We may not have . . ."

"Enough," Replied Admiral Helmutt. "If Hawk can't take them with first fleet then he's a much worse Admiral than any of us think and be aware, I fought against him during the civil war. "

"Helmutt's observations aside," Said Azoth. "we've deployed almost nothing to this front. Now I know I'm a newly minted admiral and all but my ninth fleet could steam roll these guys without any back and I'd have the Marine forces to take and hold York alone. So would some please care to tell me exactly why I or someone else hasn't been sent out?"

"There's a bigger issue here," Said Sophia Hawk CIC of the protectorates own. "No one has been briefed in on it yet but on having come back from our little time warp issue we took a look at Ralkovia." Her face went black "My apparently resurrected husband has apparently gone entirely insane. Ralkovia's gone insanely militant and those death guards of his have gone from merely scary to on par with the best of the best of our raiders. We have maybe a single damn platoon of Raiders that could take them one to one and maybe three more two to one. Beyond that were looking at a four to one ratio for our spec ops teams and maybe ten to one on our regular forces. That and those death guards, on those ratios, out number us. More importantly, if they manage to get onto our territory and into our cities we are looking at a dmn massacre."

"Jesus," Said Azoth, "but with our Naval forces cant we-"

"I wish," Said Sophia and sighed. "Their Navy is rapidly being taken over by their deathguards along with the rest of their military."

"What are the odds-" Began Azoth

"High," Replied Jared Mace. "when our people find out we are going to have to do something and they will find out. Diplomacy is out, there's no way to reason with Josh. Base line is that there is no way in hell that we can deploy much more. We might manage to reinforce with COM ENS and the DSAS if they can take the beach but until they do we can't afford to lose more than we have too.
Northam-York
16-01-2009, 14:54
OOC: Well, the AA system on the cliff tops will take down any choppers attempting to fly over the forest and there's a concentration of AA inside York and around York. Plus, AA trucks partol York just to make sure there's no wondering choppers going into the city. I've got a bad feeling about this fight.
DaWoad
16-01-2009, 15:34
OOC: Well, the AA system on the cliff tops will take down any choppers attempting to fly over the forest and there's a concentration of AA inside York and around York. Plus, AA trucks partol York just to make sure there's no wondering choppers going into the city. I've got a bad feeling about this fight.
OOC: lol I figured this still could be fun :D
Lynion
16-01-2009, 15:47
OOC: DaWoad, if you don't mind, I would like to make the first strike. However, I have to go now. I'll see you blokes when I see you again.
DaWoad
16-01-2009, 15:51
OOC: DaWoad, if you don't mind, I would like to make the first strike. However, I have to go now. I'll see you blokes when I see you again.

OOC: works for me. Um just RP your fleet heading in Ill hang back. You can hit then I'll kick it off . . .um speaking of which u mind if I do the whole Spec. For. thing while u do your first strike bit? (actually thats a question for u too NY u up for RP'ing against both of those?)
Sudova
16-01-2009, 19:58
Bunbruy...

It took 20 minutes, but Liz got four Captains to agree to Lee's offer.

Five ships would haul munitions from Lynx Island to Bunbruy, leaving their dependents in the care of the Lynions there until the Contract was fulfilled.

She called Rathma Back, "Your terms are acceptable." she told him, "Provided we come to a reasonable payment rate for the job-I have to pay my crew, and we'll need to have fuel, and there's the dock-time here in Bunbruy to pay for..."

[ooc: we can gloss over the rest of the civilian-side dealing, it's of low importance-the outcome is that the deal's going to be running on the side of "Damn that's cheap".]
Lynion
17-01-2009, 01:53
Battle for York

Two scouts went across the bushlands as the sight of the clifftops came into sight. The pair stayed in the bushes as they started to spy out the frontlines looking for an easy way into the city. It was going to be difficult with the heavy cannons in place across the cliff tops which would rain hell on the frontline units. Looking for an easier route seemed like hell but the fact the dense forest was there gave them an idea. The pair returned to Vamperial Master Mace and reported in about the current situation.

"Seem's like we might have to seige them," started Mace as the hologram was turned on and a map of York's defence's was shown.

"We also noticed there was a dense forest here," one of the scouts pointed out. "It'll be impossible to move troops through that forest,"

"However, it can also be the key to winning this battle," stated Mace as he turned on the holo-comm link to the wing commanders on the carriers.

"Morning sir," replied the wing-commander's as Mace uploaded the position of the forest as the wing-commanders waited for the briefing.

"Don't expect this to be easy, but this can also shorten the battle and save more lives," started Mace as he pointed to the forest. "Your mission is going to be simple and straight forward. You'll be dropping payloads of napalm rockets and bombs onto the forest to burn it just nicely. Napalm only burns for 10 minutes before it dies down so your going to be quick in this one," explained Mace. "Intel on the enemy is a couple of AA guns on either side of the cliff tops that overlook the forest and two heavy artillery guns. Your primary objective is to burn the forest. Your secondary objective is to silence those guns and the AA weapons. Once they're down, our ground forces will flood through York and take out the enemy before they realise what has happened. Any questions?" asked Mace as everyone stood quiet. "Then I wish you luck and may God give us strength to do this battle," finished Mace as the holo-comm's ended. The Battle for York was about to begin.
Sudova
17-01-2009, 10:26
[ooc: It might make some sense to analyze a bit further-if the forest is particularly dense, then a pre-ignition bombardment with frags would help with the burn-and that's a lot of help, really-break the trees and underbrush up, then the napalm has kindling to speed the reaction, plus a lot of the larger tree-boles and stumps are pre-chewed up to make the clearance move faster. This would also help mine clearance.]

SKS Treager, on-station near Bunbruy...

"...forests, I bet he's going to have that wooded area here cleared." Admiral Croatos commented. The Lynions hadn't returned his call, but he wasn't that concerned-until Vamperial Master Rathma contacted him, the Task group would remain on-station awaiting orders and making repairs, at least until the mudboy-haulers got to the scene and he actually had to worry about keeping fifteen thousand of Her Majesty's Bravest too busy to notice they weren't, apparently, needed...yet.

"You know, the prevailing winds could really make that a neat bonfire." Constance said, and Croatos nodded agreement, "Yeah, bust up some of the wood here-" he marked it on the map, "Drop some napalm cold, let it soak for a few minutes, then hit the mess with willie-pete and you'd have a nice big forest-fire that'll spread and eat that area down to the dirt."

"Think they will?" Constance asked.

Croatos shrugged, "Maybe-I'd suspect they're more interested in opening a ground-assault lane, than burning the whole area." He said, "Rathma Phoenix doesn't strike me as a follower of Surtur-He's not likely to look for a reason to burn a LOT when a little would do the trick."
Northam-York
18-01-2009, 03:22
"Sir all infantry and armour are in position," reported in a radio operator as the general gave the orders for the navy to position themselves around the harbour and inbetween the major key islands.

"Have the lookouts on Code Red and weapons are free once the battle begins," replied the general over the radio as his advisor's pulled out a map of York.

"What about our artillery?"

"Have the artillery position themselves throughout York in batteries formation. They're going to be evening out the odds for us when the battle begins," ordered the general as he looked at the current positions. "Have two fleets station themselves in the harbour to produce cannon support in case the lines break. The remaining fleets are to setup defensive positions outside the harbour but I want all warships to overlap their range with each other," concluded the general as he went outside. The general wasn't in a hurry to begin and he gave the order to wait for the Lynion's to come to them first since they were fell fortified. The only sections (besides the forests) that were used for going in and out was at the northern part of the town where a high concentration of armour and infantry waited for the Lynion's to arrive. The remaining elements of his forces was spread out over York and waited for the battle to come to them.
Lynion
18-01-2009, 03:57
Onboard the Valiant stationed near Bunbruy

"I see that everyone has turned up on time," started Lee as the briefing room was full of Lynion Commanders of the Eastern Threate. "Most of you know by now that Vamperial Headmaster Rex has staged an assault on York to help us secure the Yorkian Provience. However, we also need to secure the Eastern Coast in order to invade the Northam Provience," contiuned Lee as a hologram map of the Eastern Coast came up. "Our targets is the coastal Port City of Adelaide and the Port Town of Albany. Our first target is going to be Adelaide since its the nearest city. The navy will be combined with the Sudovian Navy and together, they'll sink any enemy navy and start a heavy bombardment of the town. Once their navy is sunk, we'll use a combination of Lynion Hunters and Sudovian Marines to land and take the port town," briefed Lee as the officers were busy looking at the map while listening to the briefing.

"What about enemy air support?" asked Longshanks as it was his first briefing he went too with Rathma.

"We suspect the enemy will be focusing their attention on York since its a key city so don't expect much air support but stay on alert for them," answered Lee. "Once we got the enemy busy, they'll ask for help from Albany and by then, the Union 12th Combined Army Corps and the Lynx 3rd Combined Army Corps will be landing along Albany's coast. We'll split the Sudovian Marines and have the land at Albany with a Lynion Naval Task Force actting as support and escort for them," briefed Lee. "Once the town's have being taken, they'll be required to take out any resistance between Albany, Adelaide and Bunbruy. Any more questions?" finished Lee as everyone seemed to have a good idea of what was about to happen. "Then good luck and may God give us strength and courage in these dark times," concluded Lee.

1 Hour later
PT-103 Heading to Sudovian FLagship

"This is PT-103 calling Sudovian Flagship," started the lieutenant as they were headed to the flagship. "I've got a Lynion Officer requesting to see your commander about the up coming campagin. Request permission to board," finished the voice. On board the PT-103 Boat was Rathma Phoenix and Daivd Longshanks who were given command of the landing forces at Albany. His first task was to inform the Sudovian's about the current situation and the purposal of the next two attacks. If things went well, they might be able to leave early the next morning. If not, then it might be harder for the Lynion's to do these landings.
Sudova
18-01-2009, 08:59
Onboard the Valiant stationed near Bunbruy

"I see that everyone has turned up on time," started Lee as the briefing room was full of Lynion Commanders of the Eastern Threate. "Most of you know by now that Vamperial Headmaster Rex has staged an assault on York to help us secure the Yorkian Provience. However, we also need to secure the Eastern Coast in order to invade the Northam Provience," contiuned Lee as a hologram map of the Eastern Coast came up. "Our targets is the coastal Port City of Adelaide and the Port Town of Albany. Our first target is going to be Adelaide since its the nearest city. The navy will be combined with the Sudovian Navy and together, they'll sink any enemy navy and start a heavy bombardment of the town. Once their navy is sunk, we'll use a combination of Lynion Hunters and Sudovian Marines to land and take the port town," briefed Lee as the officers were busy looking at the map while listening to the briefing.

"What about enemy air support?" asked Longshanks as it was his first briefing he went too with Rathma.

"We suspect the enemy will be focusing their attention on York since its a key city so don't expect much air support but stay on alert for them," answered Lee. "Once we got the enemy busy, they'll ask for help from Albany and by then, the Union 12th Combined Army Corps and the Lynx 3rd Combined Army Corps will be landing along Albany's coast. We'll split the Sudovian Marines and have the land at Albany with a Lynion Naval Task Force actting as support and escort for them," briefed Lee. "Once the town's have being taken, they'll be required to take out any resistance between Albany, Adelaide and Bunbruy. Any more questions?" finished Lee as everyone seemed to have a good idea of what was about to happen. "Then good luck and may God give us strength and courage in these dark times," concluded Lee.

1 Hour later
PT-103 Heading to Sudovian FLagship

"This is PT-103 calling Sudovian Flagship," started the lieutenant as they were headed to the flagship. "I've got a Lynion Officer requesting to see your commander about the up coming campagin. Request permission to board," finished the voice. On board the PT-103 Boat was Rathma Phoenix and Daivd Longshanks who were given command of the landing forces at Albany. His first task was to inform the Sudovian's about the current situation and the purposal of the next two attacks. If things went well, they might be able to leave early the next morning. If not, then it might be harder for the Lynion's to do these landings.

SKS Treager...

"PT-103, This is the Deck Officer of the SKS Treager, come along portside, we'll have a lift down there for your VIPs, Over." Commander Denning turned, "Better get the old man up, he's got guests, I'll be on the portside boarding lift with a squad of Marines to bring 'em aboard."

'Waking' the Admiral involved walking to his sea cabin, and informing him-Croatos was a notoriously light sleeper, and cursed with insomnia most nights.

Right now, he was studying sattelite imagery that had been converted to maps, ovelaid with UAV data and real-time sweeps, looking for a hint of the Yorkies' counter-move.

"Officer, huh?" he stood up, straightened his at-sea Khakis, picked up his hat, "Okay, then, let's go see 'em." he said. As he walked out, he picked up a cup of coffee that had been sitting on his hotplate, and lit a smoke.

The walk to the Portside lift station took a few minutes. He caught up with Commander Denning in spite of the younger man's lead by cutting through some of the engineering spaces, ordinance rooms, and a service passageway.

Lt. Forward's marines were already at the lift-and the Admiral casually handed the squad-leader a heavy, bronze, coin. "Good man." he said, "Make sure you cash that in at a good pub with your men."

Admiral Croatos believed in encouraging swift response-if his marines or DC's could get somewhere ahead of him, they got an Admiral's Coin-and a three day pass at the next Sudovan or Sudovan friendly port. The coin in Sudova was worth a round of drinks, or even access to some of the better Gentleman's Clubs.

As the lift powered to life and the PT boat pulled alongside, He looked over his Marines.

Their uniforms were "at Sea" worn, grease spots and the occasional trace of gray paint and salt fading-working uniforms. The rifles were clean, he noted that they had their gear on properly. He inclined his head slightly at a Private, and reached over, adjusting the man's uniform with an almost fatherly touch, "Relax boy, they want to see cool professionalism, not nervousness." he said.

The lift reached the deck-height of the PT boat, with the Carrier looming above them like a steel cliff-face.
Lynion
18-01-2009, 09:19
The PT-103 Boat ran alongside the ship as it gave Longshanks and Rathma a chance to board the flagship. They didn't bring with them any escorts as it would be madness to kill a Lynion commander when the fleets were coming into port. Longshanks was looking around as he adjusted his slouch hat while Rathma kept an eye out for their commander as they climbed up the stairs.

"You sure about this?" Longshanks asked Rathma as the pair walked up the stairs.

"Sudovian's can be trusted and we believe these guys can do the job," replied Rathma as the wind swept across their faces. "Besides, if we don't use them they'll drift off and their leader won't be happy,"

"True," replied Longshanks as the pair came before the welcoming party. "What is it with people and showing off?"

"Relax, some nations have strange taste's," whispered back Rathma as he noticed how clean the rifles were.

"You should really be relaxed when your welcoming a friendly commander onto your ship. Its not like he's going to eat you," started longshanks before noticing the rifle. "Those are clean rifle's," contiuned Longshanks as he looked at the rifle's for a moment. "Ever used them in combat?" asked Longshanks as he wondered if they were show off's before he noticed Rathma wasn't pleased with him.

"You must be the admiral," started Rathma as he saluted to the admiral as Longshanks was looking at the rifles. "Must excuse Longshanks, he's not used to the life on the sea and keeping his rifle clean," Rathma gave a 'you should be cleaing your rifle' look at Longshanks before turning back to the admiral.
Sudova
18-01-2009, 09:38
The PT-103 Boat ran alongside the ship as it gave Longshanks and Rathma a chance to board the flagship. They didn't bring with them any escorts as it would be madness to kill a Lynion commander when the fleets were coming into port. Longshanks was looking around as he adjusted his slouch hat while Rathma kept an eye out for their commander as they climbed up the stairs.

"You sure about this?" Longshanks asked Rathma as the pair waited for someone to show to the commander.

"Sudovian's can be trusted and we believe these guys can do the job," replied Rathma as the wind swept across their faces. "Besides, if we don't use them they'll drift off and their leader won't be happy,"

"True," replied Longshanks as the pair came before the welcoming party. "What is it with people and showing off?"

"Relax, some nations have strange taste's," whispered back Rathma as he noticed how clean the rifles were.

"You should really be relaxed when your welcoming a friendly commander onto your commander. Its not like he's going to eat you," started longshanks before noticing the rifle. "Those are clean rifle's," contiuned Longshanks as he looked at the rifle's for a moment. "Ever used them in combat?" asked Longshanks as he wondered if they were show off's before he noticed Rathma wasn't pleased with him.

"You must be the admiral," started Rathma as he saluted to the admiral as Longshanks was looking at the rifles. "Must excuse Longshanks, he's not used to the life on the sea and keeping his rifle clean," Rathma gave a 'you should be cleaing your rifle' look at Longshanks before turning back to the admiral.

Croatos immediately liked both Rathma, and Longshanks-though he couldn't begin to account for why. Longshanks, in particular, reminded him of a CIA sponsored Merc he'd worked with during the mess in Uganda...or was it Rhodesia? back in the seventies.

"No offense taken-most of these kids are young enough to be my grandchildren." He said, "Too young to remember that rat-fuck in Da Nang, or that clusterfuck in Princeburg. anyway, They'll do the job, welcome aboard."

The two Lynions got a good look at Sandhurst Croatos-a man easily edging on his seventies and Fit. "I hope you've brought me some work for these kids-I have fifteen thousand of them arriving to-morrow with Gator-Freighters, and I'm going to need to keep 'em busy to avoid them gettin' bit by the Bug."

He walked like a Predator, and his carraige was that bored readiness of a veteran.
Lynion
18-01-2009, 09:52
"I think they're going to be busy enough when Northam realise's they're stuffed up," started Rathma as Longshanks was busy inspecting the rifles and how clean they were. "I got something for your men to work with..." Rathma turned around as Longshanks was taking mental notes about the rifles and how bolish they were. "We're not here to inspect their boys," started Rathma as Longshanks came beside him. "Leave that up to the blokes working behind a desk all day," finished Rathma as Longshanks nodded his head. "Longshanks is more for frontline work. He's not used to seeing such bolished troops. Then again, not many of us are," contiuned Rathma. "Like I was saying, we got two towns to take before Northam realise the mistake they made. Is there a room I can use to inform you and your officers about the situation?" Rathma finished. "If its required, we're willing to spare a platoon to help your men if its required," offered Rathma.
Sudova
18-01-2009, 10:04
"I think they're going to be busy enough when Northam realise's they're stuffed up," started Rathma as Longshanks was busy inspecting the rifles and how clean they were. "I got something for your men to work with..." Rathma turned around as Longshanks was taking mental notes about the rifles and how bolish they were. "We're not here to inspect their boys," started Rathma as Longshanks came beside him. "Leave that up to the blokes working behind a desk all day," finished Rathma as Longshanks nodded his head. "Longshanks is more for frontline work. He's not used to seeing such bolished troops. Then again, not many of us are," contiuned Rathma. "Like I was saying, we got two towns to take before Northam realise the mistake they made. Is there a room I can use to inform you and your officers about the situation?" Rathma finished. "If its required, we're willing to spare a platoon to help your men if its required," offered Rathma.

"I've got just the place." He led them to the Wardroom, and sent a Yeoman to collect the four key men on the staff.

"Sorry it's probably a little bit primitive." Croatos said, "We spent all the money upgrading the CIC and Tactical centres-at least, all the money we didn't spend upgrading everything else."

There was a flat-panel display-it was also the table top, and it was active, showing a multi-source composited image of the Yorkish coastline, complete with very-near-realtime locations for ships, forces, buildings, etc. etc.

"Damnsight easier to use than paper charts were." Croatos added, "Though I'm finding I gotta have a damn kid show me how to use the higher functions without breaking the gear-first time we turned it on, I ended up marking the damn surface up with a pen!" he shook his head, "I hear you guys use a hologram for this."
Lynion
18-01-2009, 10:24
"As long the briefing can be given, it'll do," replied Rathma as Longshanks pulled out a disc and placed it on the small table. Longshanks was the technology wiz in his platoon and he quickly turned the device on. It showed Bunbruy, positions of fleets, movements of warships and it then had a small map of Northam-York in the top left hand corner.

"Expand map, show Bunbruy, Adelaide and Albany," requested Longshanks as the map expanded to show the eastern coastline between Bunbruy and the northern coastline of Northam-York.

"For the moment, the Yorkians have fled back to York," started Rathma as it showed York and the current seige around the city before going back to the requested map. "However, our main focus lies with Adelaide and Albany to the north. If we're to hold the eastern coastline, we first need to take Adelaide where the remaining elements of their navy is believed to be hiding. Adelaide is also the hub to the local garrison's and naval commanders. If we take Adelaide, we may take some prized officers which will have intel about Northam," contiuned Vamp as the hologram played a simulation of warships in position. "These aren't our current positions but we use it to explain the battlefield," explained Rathma. "Our fleets will start a bombardment to sink the enemy fleet and cut off any naval support. It'll be followed by and overland attack from Bunbruy consisting the 85th Mechanised Infantry Division and two armoured Regiements. Once the enemy is engage with the over land forces we'll land Lynion Hunters and half of your marines to take Adelaide," contiuned Rathma as he turned to Albany. "However, by then Albany would've called for reinforcements from Northam from overland, sea and by air. During the battle, the other half of your marines, a Battalion of Lynion Assassin's and two Lynion Diggers Regiments will land and take Albany by force. We then land artillery units and armoured divisions to repell any Northam Armies intending to re-take Albany and Adelaide," concluded Rathma. "We're expecting two combined armies from Union to arrive shortly after our boys have taken Albany and Adelaide. They'll land in Albany and they'll be the reliving unit. Once both towns are secured, we got holds to hold until York has being taken," finished Rathma. "Any questions?"
Sudova
18-01-2009, 10:47
"As long the briefing can be given, it'll do," replied Rathma as Longshanks pulled out a disc and placed it on the small table. Longshanks was the technology wiz in his platoon and he quickly turned the device on. It showed Bunbruy, positions of fleets, movements of warships and it then had a small map of Northam-York in the top left hand corner.

"Expand map, show Bunbruy, Adelaide and Albany," requested Longshanks as the map expanded to show the eastern coastline between Bunbruy and the northern coastline of Northam-York.

"For the moment, the Yorkians have fled back to York," started Rathma as it showed York and the current seige around the city before going back to the requested map. "However, our main focus lies with Adelaide and Albany to the north. If we're to hold the eastern coastline, we first need to take Adelaide where the remaining elements of their navy is believed to be hiding. Adelaide is also the hub to the local garrison's and naval commanders. If we take Adelaide, we may take some prized officers which will have intel about Northam," contiuned Vamp as the hologram played a simulation of warships in position. "These aren't our current positions but we use it to explain the battlefield," explained Rathma. "Our fleets will start a bombardment to sink the enemy fleet and cut off any naval support. It'll be followed by and overland attack from Bunbruy consisting the 85th Mechanised Infantry Division and two armoured Regiements. Once the enemy is engage with the over land forces we'll land Lynion Hunters and half of your marines to take Adelaide," contiuned Rathma as he turned to Albany. "However, by then Albany would've called for reinforcements from Northam from overland, sea and by air. During the battle, the other half of your marines, a Battalion of Lynion Assassin's and two Lynion Diggers Regiments will land and take Albany by force. We then land artillery units and armoured divisions to repell any Northam Armies intending to re-take Albany and Adelaide," concluded Rathma. "We're expecting two combined armies from Union to arrive shortly after our boys have taken Albany and Adelaide. They'll land in Albany and they'll be the reliving unit. Once both towns are secured, we got holds to hold until York has being taken," finished Rathma. "Any questions?"

"We'll need that platoon of advisors-to handle some of the tac-air comms, and maybe to make sure the kids don't ride the heat too much." He said, "Maybe someone to tell them when to stop-I remember when I heard the drums as a young man..." He suddenly looked old, then shook it off. "Okay, we'll split the Marines. We'll have air assault and sea assault landing capability-any idea how they're communicating with Northam?" he asked, looking up, "If it's cable, we might be able to cut the cable, provided it can be doped where it is-otherwise I can have a couple wild-weasels go looking for telecom emissions and radio towers in the target cities, and we'll need to suppress their landbase air-defenses."
Lynion
19-01-2009, 11:39
"I remember when I first joined the Imperial Guardians," started Rathma. "I was just 13 back then and when WW2 broke out..." Rathma suddenly remembered when he first joined the military before going back to questions. "We suspect it'll be running by radio which is why Albany is important to us. Albany is one of the towns that we suspect has a communications hub," contiuned Rathma. "Our communications targets are the radio and TV stations. Before we strike, I'll see too it that a barrage is fired on the major power plants to deal a blow to the enemy,"
Sudova
19-01-2009, 11:57
The Admiral 'hmmmed' for a second. "The distribution substations would be cheaper, do just as much damage, and won't have to be re-built as expensively later." he said, bringing up the resolution on the tabletop. "See? those lines take days or weeks to fix, and we can tie up crews repairing 'em for weeks if we have to-and they're soft targets, maybe one, two missiles apiece, whereas the power-plants themselves are hardened, they'd actually NEED a bombardment to breach." He overlaid a series map showing a number of municipal structures.
"Get the pumphouse for the waterworks first-that means their firefighters have to rely on the pump-trucks, instead of whatever's in the municipal system..."

He scrolled the map, and brought it up again in resolution. "FAE here-and here. Firebomb this stretch, the prevailing winds'll keep their troops busy fighting fires instead of getting ready to fight us, this road can be cut, and this rail-line cut-that bottles them away from reinforcements at the landing zones you're talking about in your presentation... the big job is cutting off their road network and their docks before the first boots hit the ground- divide, isolate, distract, destroy." He looked up, "When their bombers hit Bunbruy, they dropped mostly antipersonnel and HE bombs-good for bunker busting, but if you're attacking a naval yard, you only have to target the water-supply points with HE, the rest you bathe in Willie-pete, frags, and Napalm-breach a few oil tanks and light everything on the water on fire-those sailors will be bound up fighting blazes and their ships won't be ready to cruise, or provide fire-support to ground forces nearby-fire's the enemy of a ship, and the Yorkies know it about as well as anyone else, even using two and three inch hoses, the right incendiaries just get more destructive when you hit 'em with water under pressure. They'll have to do a lot of work to get anything in that area working again, and it's going to cost 'em a lot of men doing it."
Sudova
19-01-2009, 12:44
[ooc: the Tactics the Admiral is advocating are "Overkill" tactics-use more ordinance, of a more destructive sort, to "Even the odds" against an enemy that all the intel in the world is insisting isn't that strong there. This is psychological, and it's tactical.

Psychological because his own nation's Naval and Marine forces are a couple of grades better trained, equipped, and motivated than the Army or Air Force are-someone says the Yorkies are defending a city with a fleet, he immediately presumes elite Marine troops are dug in and defended heavily and well, in redoubts, and if you can't find 'em on the Sattelite imagery, Coms intercepts, FLIR or other sensor systems, they must have some kind of new Stealth tech hiding their forces-therefore, burn everything first, blow as much of it up as physically possible, kill everything you can reach, then fight the enemy because you MIGHT have numerical and qualitative parity after doing all of the above...if you're really lucky.

Yeah, Sandhurst Croatos wears both a belt, and suspenders to keep his pants from falling down, and sleeps with a loaded revolver under his pillow in case a VC, NVA, Khmer Rouge, Sandinista, MPLA, or other old enemy somehow gets through the security and finds him to exact revenge.

In his youth, he did VERY naughty things for his nation's allies. He works from the assumption that his opponents are at least as knowledgeable, clever, vicious, and ruthless as he is.]
Lynion
19-01-2009, 13:10
"So basically go after the water stations, power stations and their com stations?" asked Longshanks as Rathma seemed to nod his head.

"Basically you cut off their com links and the ability to call in reinforcements," explained Rathma as Longshanks didn't have much studies in tactic's and battle formations. "How soon do you think you can have your forces rallied for the attacks?"


Meanwhile, over York Forest

The squadron of bombers hummed over the sky as the bombers started to come into range of the forest they were aiming for. The Hunter's and the Dingo's broke formation and started their attack against the Yorkian Defensive Cannons and the AA emplacements across the cliff tops overlooking the forest. The attacks were to be swift as the heavy bombers dropped their payloads of napalm's and culster bombs to level the forest. If done correctly, the forest would burn to the ground thus, making it easier to move troops through. While this was happening two divisions of infantry and 1 tank regiment moved into formation to take the front of the base with artillery support starting the barrage. The Lynion Navy were going to wait for a few moments before striking the Yorkian Navy.
Sudova
19-01-2009, 13:18
"So basically go after the water stations, power stations and their com stations?" asked Longshanks as Rathma seemed to nod his head.

"Basically you cut off their com links and the ability to call in reinforcements," explained Rathma as Longshanks didn't have much studies in tactic's and battle formations. "How soon do you think you can have your forces rallied for the attacks?"


Admiral Croatos brought up the wider-angle, showing the positioning of the approaching Marine task-forces, "About...six to eight hours, Most of the unit's coming in on Tarawas and Armour transports with Escorts, and we've got a second Carrier group covering them-see here?" he pointed at several 'dots' on the map-display, "They're staggered to be a little harder to corral and eliminate if the Yorkies happen to have a nuke-armed ally we don't know about yet, or if they're running Wolfpacks-the anti-sub patrols between each group should take some of THAT pressure off, but it's still going to be six to eight hours to get 'em into position, now that I know where I'm sending 'em."
Lynion
19-01-2009, 13:26
"Nuclear?" muttered Longshanks as he looked at Rathma who tapped on the map for a moment.

"That's another problem we would have to face," started Rathma. "I'll see to it that submarine's partol up and down the east coast to fend off any Yorkian or Northam submarines that intend to make things a little tougher," the map showed the fleet of Union warships inbound to Albany. "The reinforcements from Union are about 16 hours out. We'll move out in 8 hours time that way it gives everyone a chance to prepare themselves. Where do you want those ground advisor's for your men as in what ship do you want them on?" Rathma asked.
Sudova
19-01-2009, 14:56
"Nuclear?" muttered Longshanks as he looked at Rathma who tapped on the map for a moment.

"That's another problem we would have to face," started Rathma. "I'll see to it that submarine's partol up and down the east coast to fend off any Yorkian or Northam submarines that intend to make things a little tougher," the map showed the fleet of Union warships inbound to Albany. "The reinforcements from Union are about 16 hours out. We'll move out in 8 hours time that way it gives everyone a chance to prepare themselves. Where do you want those ground advisor's for your men as in what ship do you want them on?" Rathma asked.

Croatos looked back at the Lynion. "Post 'em to the Eisenstein-here." He highlighted one of the leading Tarawa groups, "Second Battalion, 3rd Marine Regiment, for the Adelaide mission, the Eisenstein's got the HHC for the entire Regiment, and in about ten minutes, Karl's going to know he's responsible for the first and fourth battalions of the Fourth Regiment. If you can chop a second platoon, I'd put them with the Muspell, that'd be this little bunch here-they're your Albany taskforce, Fifth Regiment plus the second and third Battalions of the Fourth. The Albany task-force therefore gets most of the airmobile assault units, the Adelaide force runs heavier-most of the armour and heavy engineering guys, plus a force-recon detachment to look for your Yorkie officers after we've trashed the city. I'll hold a battalion from each Regiment in a mobile reserve until the cities are fully engaged, if you don't mind-one or the other of 'em is going to need reinforcements, or replacements, or need a 'booster shot' if they end up in a pursuit game, or the Yorkies prove to be as tough as I think they are...besides, we're going to need a chocking force to cover the LZ's once the troops move inland, we just don't know which one is going to need a bigger one."
Lynion
19-01-2009, 15:17
"Fair enough," replied Rathma as he pulled up a coin and tossed it into the air before turning to Longshanks. "Head's or Tails for Albany?" questioned Rathma to Longshanks.

"I'll go Tails for Albany," replied Longshanks as this was the usual thing they did when they had to split and then Rathma looked at the coin.

"It seem's I'm off to Adelaide," stated Rathma as he showed the coin facing Tail's facing up.

"Well, I guess I'll see you in Albany then," smiled Longshanks.

"Alright, Longshanks will be taking 22nd Lynion Assassin Platoon onboard the Muspell and I'll take 45th Lynion Assassin Platoon and head to Adelaide," finished Rathma.
Northam-York
19-01-2009, 15:29
York

The general looked outside his office as he watched his batteries overlooking the York Forest get smashed to bits as the AA systems fired several missile's at the attackers before going offline. Things were suddenly looking dim as the fire ravaged throughout the forest as if everything was dead. He watched as fire crews attempted to damping the blazes but the naplam had already burnt a pathway through the forest. He ordered his men to split in half with half heading towards the burnt forest while the other half stood at the main gates waiting for the Lynion's to come.

Adelaide

Captain Jay was in command of the company acting as the garrison at Adelaide. He was waiting for reinforcements to come from Northam since the Lynion's had secured Bunbruy and masscared General Blamey's troops. He sighed as he looked at the photograph of his girlfriend who was safely secured in Northam. He was a rookie just like the bulk of the force and never had seen real combat. The only combat veterans in the area was thrown against Bunbruy and they were masscared. The 23rd Ghost Stalkers Regiement (Spec Ops) had arrived in Adelaide as the navy was preparing the defence's for Adelaide. He didn't wanted to die nor did he had the leadership to lead his men into battle. If the Lynion's came with their allies, he prayed his death would be quick and painless.

Albany

General White of the 45th Infantry Division and the 103rd Mechanised Division was going to hold Albany but he had allowed the men to have some R&R since nothing was happening. He was meant to be on standby and if Adelaide was attacked, he would dispatched the 103rd to reinforce Captain Jay's garrison. However, he bearly seen any action and was only involved with the Battle for Albany during the N-Y Civil War. He seen little action but he brought his comission to satisfied his dreams. White looked out his office as a boardcast had came through. York was under seige by the Lynion Forces and they were cocky to say they would hold out forever. Then again, their being no reinforcements from Thornlie, Exmouth or Northam for days. Some had begun to think an uprising had occured. These thoughts were banned and White made an example of any that said reinforcements wasn't coming. But deep down, White knew he only had two divisions, a naval fleet and 103 FA-18's to hold Albany and Adelaide. He knew the Lynion's were going to come out and smash their forces before they could take note of what had happened.
Sudova
20-01-2009, 09:09
SKS Muspell, D-4 Hours, 45 Minutes.

These weren't the almost-parade ready 'Fleet Marines'. These were "Mudboys", with faded Feud tattoos, rough-shaved heads, and beaten-but-serviceable gear. Most of them volunteered from different Clans, but the constant drumbeat of field-exercises, live-ammo training, paint-round training, survival training, and more field exercises turned them closer to their squad, platoon, and company-mates than any blood ties they had before they enlisted.

In spite of shaven faces, and short hair, and modern-ish gear, they looked more like unto their ancestors than the Navy men or the "Fleetie" marines did. Accepting, as they might sunshine, or rain, or snow-their attention was on the job they were preparing to undertake, and that is all.

Troops were loading transport choppers with gear and attack aircraft with munitions. Officers and senior NCOs went over maps, handed out orders, inspected equipment before loading, or quietly gathered to solve minor problems.

Lance Corporal Eric Davis was a minor problem that had to be solved. He was insisting that he hadn't "signed up to fight someone else's war" and that he had "rights".

A quiet discussion between Sargeants who'd tried the difficult task of Counseling, then disciplining, the young marine examined a number of possibilities.

As word that the Lynion 'observers' would soon arrive, a decision was made, and a pact agreed to.

The People were going into War for the first time, as a Nation, since the end of the German Reich sixty four years ago. A sacrifice to Grimnir, Wotan, the All Father, was needed to assure victory, and boost Morale.

The Jews in the Crew were excused from the ceremony. Eric Davis was bound and carried by four men-making an eight-legged horse, to a wooden yardarm that was intended, when the ship was built in the sixties, precisely for this purpose.

The noose went around Davis' neck, and a Private with his M-14's bayonet fixed, served to be the spearman.

Eric Davis danced for the gods, wounded, on the end of a rope. A few of the men secretly prayed that the Crows would find him before they embarked, to show the All-Father's sanction of the mission.

All in all, it was an acceptable compromise-the NCO's had discussed drawing lots, or casting bones to find a sacrifice, or even asking for volunteers and holding a lottery.

By his intransigence, Eric Davis was given to the All Father, and the men hoped deeply that the honour wasn't lost on the man's family...and that the Gods would look on the sacrifice with favour.
Lynion
20-01-2009, 09:43
PT-Boat 115 inbound to Muspell
90 minutes later.

"So we'll be fighting alongside Sudovian Marines?" asked Daniel as Longshanks checked his rifle.

"That's right Captain," replied Longshanks as he looked around at the platoon he was given to command. "These guys could be rookies so go easy on them. Daniel, Jaxson, Oliver, Marcus and Ian, make sure your squads interact with the Sudovian's,"

"It'll be interesting to see their sniper support," smiled Jaxson as he was the head marksman in the entire division.

"Hey take it easy with these guys," started Ian as he usually crack open a few jokes from time to time. "Just pray they don't sh*t their pants when the battle starts or we're stuffed until the Union Forces arrived," joked Ian as it got a few laughs.

"This is PT-115 calling Muspell," started the captain as the PT Boat came alongside the Muspell. "Requesting permission for the Lynion Advisor's to board over,"
Sudova
20-01-2009, 10:10
PT-Boat 115 inbound to Muspell
90 minutes later.

"So we'll be fighting alongside Sudovian Marines?" asked Daniel as Longshanks checked his rifle.

"That's right Captain," replied Longshanks as he looked around at the platoon he was given to command. "These guys could be rookies so go easy on them. Daniel, Jaxson, Oliver, Marcus and Ian, make sure your squads interact with the Sudovian's,"

"It'll be interesting to see their sniper support," smiled Jaxson as he was the head marksman in the entire division.

"Hey take it easy with these guys," started Ian as he usually crack open a few jokes from time to time. "Just pray they don't sh*t their pants when the battle starts or we're stuffed until the Union Forces arrived," joked Ian as it got a few laughs.

"This is PT-115 calling Muspell," started the captain as the PT Boat came alongside the Muspell. "Requesting permission for the Lynion Advisor's to board over,"

"PT 115, This is Muspell, Watch has you on visual, come alongside the Port Aft, we'll take your passengers aboard, Try to stay clear of the sacrifice, Over." was the reply-a bit less anxious than the Sudovans had been before.

Where Treager had been a gray, gleaming wall, the Muspell had a cared for, but worn, look-she'd clearly logged more hours away from port than the bigger carrier. The Portside boarding ladder was extended, and the Lynions could clearly see, as they came around, the body of a man, kicking on the end of a hemp rope mounted to a wooden gallows overhanging the water.

Private Sean Drayton and his fireteam leader Corporal Ruviet, watched as the Lynion PT boat came alongside. "I guess they couldn't bring 'em in the Well deck, huh?" he asked Ruviet. Corporal David Ruviet shook his head, "Nope, Well-Deck's full, they'd have to move something out."

Drayton watched the body of Eric Davis go limp, purple-faced and probably dead. "You guys didn't want to see that, did you?" he asked.

Ruviet shook his head, "Nope...Davis was a fuck-up, but..." he shook his head, "WE don't go for that kinda thing-then again, one of US tried to weasel out duty like ol' Davis did there, he'd just be shot for cowardice, and his family'd be denied benefits. YOUR folks' way, at least Davis' family gets his bennies as a 'willing sacrifice made to protect his comrades', which ain't bad, considering."

Drayton looked at the corporal, "hey, you're a Marine too, I mean, you're a jew an' all, but you're a Marine...it means something."

Ruviet nodded, "Yeah, I guess it does...well, come on, the Ell-Tee's calling the platoon together. Your shit loaded already?"

Drayton nodded.

"You feelin' okay about this, man?" Ruviet pressed, "I mean, you stuck him with your bayonet an' all, you're not going to buggs on me, right?"

Drayton shouldered his rifle, "No, I'm okay with it-I just figgered, you know, maybe I should've aimed for a quicker vital. Davis looked pretty fuckin' miserable toward the end there."

"Don't worry about it, okay?"
Lynion
20-01-2009, 11:01
"They killed one of their own?" Ian questioned Longshanks as Jaxson helped with the stairs joining with the PT Boat.

"Dunno what they did," replied Longshanks. "Don't get in the way of their customs or culture. We're here to blast the living crap out of the Yorkian's not tell them how to deal with themselves," finished Longshanks.

The platoon climbed up the staircase as Jaxson looked around. His eye sight was extremely well care for since he was a child. It gave him the edge to spot targets in forests or close to cover. The platoon looked around as Jaxson noticed the remains of someone or something being burnt. He turned to two nearby marines and glanced at the body.

"What's with the dead man on the deck?" Jaxson asked as he was curious about what had happened.
DaWoad
20-01-2009, 18:02
OOC: hey all

IC:
First Fleet ASDN
Having been recalled to form a strategic reserve for the Lynionian and Sudovan Assault, first fleet was now more observing than anything else. Special operations mission had been canceled in light of the upcoming assault and, while ASDN aircraft continued to perform recon and CAP mission they were essentially defensively tasked. Now they were on call and observing. Due to lightening of tensions between the ASD and Trocrowikia 9th fleet had been dispatched as well but its ETA was a few days and by that time the Combat would be well under way if not over.
Sudova
20-01-2009, 20:13
"They killed one of their own?" Ian questioned Longshanks as Jaxson helped with the stairs joining with the PT Boat.

"Dunno what they did," replied Longshanks. "Don't get in the way of their customs or culture. We're here to blast the living crap out of the Yorkian's not tell them how to deal with themselves," finished Longshanks.

The platoon climbed up the staircase as Jaxson looked around. His eye sight was extremely well care for since he was a child. It gave him the edge to spot targets in forests or close to cover. The platoon looked around as Jaxson noticed the remains of someone or something being burnt. He turned to two nearby marines and glanced at the body.

"What's with the dead man on the deck?" Jaxson asked as he was curious about what had happened.

Private Drayton looked at the foreigner, then at Davis. "He fucked up, but he's got a lot of relatives," he said, jerking a thumb at Davis' body, "So we gave him to the All-Father, as a sacrifice-it keeps his family's benefits intact, and protects his Grand-daddy's good name."

He glanced over at the fire, "now That guy fucked himself up-no smoking on deck with fueling ops, lucky it was only him, an' not a bunch of ground-crew or squaddies, or worse."

A couple of sailors with chemical fire-extinguishers put the burning man out.

"At any rate, both of 'em are dead. Welcome to the Two-Three." Up close, Jaxson could see the private had the 'guilty eyes' of a first-time killer.

The bulk of the loading was done, squads and platoons were gathering.

A knot of troops from all marine sub-units was gathering by the Fantail. Davis wasn't among them. Instead, he asked, "Which platoon you riding with?" he asked.
Lynion
21-01-2009, 07:45
"I'm taking he wasn't a military bloke?" asked Jaxson as his platoon was going over a few maps to make sure everyone knew what was happening. Jaxson watched the fire crews put the fire out as the marines were heading to their positions. "I'll be going with the snipers in this combat mission. I've got another job to do and I need a second sniper acting as my support," finished Jaxson as his sniper rifle was over his left shoulder. "The others will split up and will go with other platoons. We want to see how good your leadership skills are, how you do under fire and you treat the mission," explained Jaxson. "I'm Captain Jaxson Bush by the way," introduced Jaxson as he hadn't introduced himself.
Sudova
21-01-2009, 09:53
Davis heard Captain and immediately stiffened. "My apologies, Sir." he said, "Right this way."

He led Jaxson to the bow, where a group of MH47's were grouped together.

The Marines here were dressed differently-they wore bits of camouflage netting tied into their clothing, and carried themselves a touch differently than the regular Marines who were lining up now to get a hot chow. Private Drayton stopped at a small knot of Marines who were crowded around a map composited of sattelite photos, UAV scans, and reconaissance aircraft passes. "Major Dunn, Sir." Drayton addressed an older man, who looked up.

Major Dunn wasn't wearing headgear on deck, so his fringe of gray hair and shiny bald head were clearly visible, and deeply tanned. "Private." The officer responded, "What do you want?"

"Major, Sir, I have a Captain Jaxson here, from the Lynions, I guess he's lookin' for the Snipers, sir." Drayton said.

"Okay, he's found 'em..." Dunn stood up. "Hang around, kid. I'll send you back to Leutenant Fanning in a few minutes."

Al Dunn was average build, average height, probably average weight-and somewhere in his early to mid fifties. He wore a pair of antiglare sunglasses to protect his eyes, and laying on a shooting mat next to him, was a customized bolt-action rifle. "The Admiral Said we were getting a ride-along...ever do a daylight insertion, Captain?"
Lynion
21-01-2009, 10:42
Jaxson prayed that nobody would dressed him as an officer due to the risk of losing his head. He heard tales of nations taking out officers first to break the leadership chain. This didn't make him nervous neither did he wanted to point out the dangers to the private. Eventually Jaxson is taken to where the sniper's could be found looking at maps. He listened to the conversation between the two as the major addressed him.

"I have to do alot of daylight sniping if that's what you mean," replied Jaxson as he noticed the rifle. "I also do night sniping as well. I've also got another thing I want to discuss with you but I would like to talk to you in private," added Jaxson.
Sudova
21-01-2009, 11:54
Jaxson prayed that nobody would dressed him as an officer due to the risk of losing his head. He heard tales of nations taking out officers first to break the leadership chain. This didn't make him nervous neither did he wanted to point out the dangers to the private. Eventually Jaxson is taken to where the sniper's could be found looking at maps. He listened to the conversation between the two as the major addressed him.

"I have to do alot of daylight sniping if that's what you mean," replied Jaxson as he noticed the rifle. "I also do night sniping as well. I've also got another thing I want to discuss with you but I would like to talk to you in private," added Jaxson.

"Well...Daylight Insertions are a pain in the ass-if we'd known about the target zone, say, yesterday we'd have been on the way around zero-three in the A.M, and the Yorkies wouldn't have been the wiser if we'd come down next to their shorts." Dunn said, "As it is, we're going in daylight-the worst gods-damned time to be flying in or near a potential war-zone..." he shook his head, "Daylight insertions suck ass, Captain. You'll want to make sure you leave your rank-markers and unit identifiers somewhere safe before we go in. There's no rank in the field, no salutes, no attentions, no ceremonial, my team has two missions-first, is obviously to find and engage high-value targets-the second is to find things that need to be engaged by heavier assets, monitor enemy troop movements, and disrupt enemy operations with what the goofy-hat planners call 'economy of force'-you're familiar with the concept of high value targets, economy of force, and not-getting caught, yes?" Dunn smiled then, "Of course you are. You don't smoke, drink, drink coffee, or eat a lot of spices that can stink up your sweating, do you? If you do, you might want to hit the showers, and dump your luxuries over the side before we embark-we leave in about half an hour."

Dunn's meaning was clear- Sniper Recon teams have their own schedule and rules. "In that half an hour, we can discuss whatever you wish to discuss-inside the Loach, with the door closed, engine running, and radios off."

[ooc: for those reading this RP that may be unfamiliar with the slang, a "Loach" is a modified Hughes 500 helicopter. The Hughes 500 was originally developed to be a recon bird and artillery spotter during the Vietnam conflict. Currently, the "Loach" has (In real world) been used by SOAR (Special Operations Air Regiment, a sub-division of the USSOCOM) as an aircraft for "Special missions", including light armed scouting, small team insertions (it can carry two passengers in addition to the crew), and other missions where a very small helo that's very quiet and manueverable is of great use.
Much of Sudovan military gear amounts to "abandoned" projects (The YUH 61 was the Boeing entry into the UTTAS competition that created the UH-60 Blackhawk, and lost because it was more expensive to produce, while being less costly to operate, while the Sikorsky entry was seen as quicker to get from prototype to factory to field, and Sikorsky wasn't hurt by having their factories in the districts of a number of influential Congressmen and Senators in the 1970s, either.) Sudova uses the OH-6 "Cayuse" (Hughes 500) airframe as a "Little bird" insertion machine for scout teams much as the United States does-and their modifications are very similar to current-trend adaptations of the airframe, including the use of a NOTAR adaptation similar to that seen on the Hughes 600, low-tip-speed rotor blades to minimize noise, and modular armaments and equipment packages allowing the "little bird" to fill several different roles as needed.

Sudovan Marine Force-Recon uses them mainly for inserting sniper and scout-sniper teams of two to three men under "difficult" conditions, and as an extraction bird in built-up areas where helos with a wider rotor sweep would have great difficulty-the skids allow the chopper to carry men externally, which provides additional insertion/extraction options.]
Lynion
21-01-2009, 13:16
"You sound like me," replied Jaxson as he felt he was going to get along with the major as he grip his rifle. Unlike the others he seen, his had rag's covering nearly every inch of his rifle. The idea was to avoid reflection that'll give his position away. "However, we got a target to keep an eye out for," contiuned Jaxson as he showed several photo's of a high ranking officer. "That's General White whose the commander of the division's holding Albany. We suspect that he also has reinforcements for Albany which we're praying we can take by surprise but don't count on that. The last bit of intel we gained, he's going mental about no further help coming down to Albany," contiuned Jaxson. "We're not sure what's going on there the only factor that can cause this was the York Divisions that were defeated at Bunbruy or the latest death of General Blamey. Scouts found his body in his command tank, somebody got to him first before us and killed him and his sub-commanders," added Jaxson. "Scouts have intel that White is often found in the Town Hall which we suspect is being used as a Command Post. He's your main prize. If we take him out, the sudden removal of the head will cause panic, it'll cause his sub-commanders to do something stupid," concluded Jaxson as he took a moment to calm down before showing another set of photo's of a radio tower. "This is the local radio tower that's being used by the enemy to keep his troops in line. If they're sending out messages, their officers and propaganda officers will be the main target. Taking them out will cause panic amongest the men on the ground or we suspect it'll cause panic," concluded Jaxson. "Major, I've got one last thing to discuss with you but its classified and I would like to discuss it with you somewhere more private,"


Up on deck

Longshanks looked about as the others had started to watch the Sudovian's marines prepare themselves for what was about to happen. Daniel looked about while the others were taking notes. With the fire already taken out, Ian looked around at the young and maybe inexerpienced marines he was about to fight alongside with. David knew the risks that they were taking and he actually didn't mind serving with another nation military force.

"I can't believe what's about to happen," started Ian as Longshanks and Daniel joined him. "How many of these blokes have families back at home waiting for their return?"

"Everyone has somebody to go home too," replied Longshanks as he looked about. "What can't you believe Ian?"

"They're fighting a war they don't need to join," answered Ian as he was the youngest in the platoon.

"And Lynion didn't wanted to come here," finished Longshanks as he wondered off to the rail and watch Bunbruy from the ship. He took out one of his cigarette's and smoked it for awhile to calm his nerves.

Ian wasn't bothered with Longshanks as he knew what he meant. Alot of the Lynion's didn't wanted to come to N-Y and beat the living crap out of it neither did he wanted to see someone else do the fighting for them. Nevertheless, he wasn't about to let them go without knowing that the platoon sent to advise them wasn't going to forget about them. Ian walked towards a group of marines and watched them for a moment.

"Hello," started Ian as he felt he shouldn't introduce himself at the moment. "Does anyone have a lighter?" Ian asked as he was praying he could start a conversation amongest the Sudovian marines while getting a lighter for his cigarette. He had a box in his pockets but he wanted to make sure he have a lighter before offering them around.
Sudova
21-01-2009, 21:04
"You sound like me," replied Jaxson as he felt he was going to get along with the major as he grip his rifle. Unlike the others he seen, his had rag's covering nearly every inch of his rifle. The idea was to avoid reflection that'll give his position away. "However, we got a target to keep an eye out for," contiuned Jaxson as he showed several photo's of a high ranking officer. "That's General White whose the commander of the division's holding Albany. We suspect that he also has reinforcements for Albany which we're praying we can take by surprise but don't count on that. The last bit of intel we gained, he's going mental about no further help coming down to Albany," contiuned Jaxson. "We're not sure what's going on there the only factor that can cause this was the York Divisions that were defeated at Bunbruy or the latest death of General Blamey. Scouts found his body in his command tank, somebody got to him first before us and killed him and his sub-commanders," added Jaxson. "Scouts have intel that White is often found in the Town Hall which we suspect is being used as a Command Post. He's your main prize. If we take him out, the sudden removal of the head will cause panic, it'll cause his sub-commanders to do something stupid," concluded Jaxson as he took a moment to calm down before showing another set of photo's of a radio tower. "This is the local radio tower that's being used by the enemy to keep his troops in line. If they're sending out messages, their officers and propaganda officers will be the main target. Taking them out will cause panic amongest the men on the ground or we suspect it'll cause panic," concluded Jaxson. "Major, I've got one last thing to discuss with you but its classified and I would like to discuss it with you somewhere more private,"


Up on deck

Longshanks looked about as the others had started to watch the Sudovian's marines prepare themselves for what was about to happen. Daniel looked about while the others were taking notes. With the fire already taken out, Ian looked around at the young and maybe inexerpienced marines he was about to fight alongside with. David knew the risks that they were taking and he actually didn't mind serving with another nation military force.

"I can't believe what's about to happen," started Ian as Longshanks and Daniel joined him. "How many of these blokes have families back at home waiting for their return?"

"Everyone has somebody to go home too," replied Longshanks as he looked about. "What can't you believe Ian?"

"They're fighting a war they don't need to join," answered Ian as he was the youngest in the platoon.

"And Lynion didn't wanted to come here," finished Longshanks as he wondered off to the rail and watch Bunbruy from the ship. He took out one of his cigarette's and smoked it for awhile to calm his nerves.

Ian wasn't bothered with Longshanks as he knew what he meant. Alot of the Lynion's didn't wanted to come to N-Y and beat the living crap out of it neither did he wanted to see someone else do the fighting for them. Nevertheless, he wasn't about to let them go without knowing that the platoon sent to advise them wasn't going to forget about them. Ian walked towards a group of marines and watched them for a moment.

"Hello," started Ian as he felt he shouldn't introduce himself at the moment. "Does anyone have a lighter?" Ian asked as he was praying he could start a conversation amongest the Sudovian marines while getting a lighter for his cigarette. He had a box in his pockets but he wanted to make sure he have a lighter before offering them around.

"Can't smoke on the flight deck, sir." one of the Marines, with the stripes of a Lance-Corporal, jerked a thumb at the helos running preflights, "we got a space on th' other side of the superstructure if ya gotta burn one-if ya can't go take a fiver or the smoker's deck's too crowded, on th' other hand..." he reached into his pocket and pulled out a flat, plastic packet, "Niccy-Gum?" The Marine asked, offering a plastic-wrapped piece.
Sudova
22-01-2009, 07:44
Hospital, Bunbruy...

Warrant Officer Aubrey Leonards floated somewhere between life, and death. When the Lynions medevaced her, her brain had already started swelling from the concussions. the first forty hours they, and a civilian trauma team tag-teamed keeping her alive.

They had succeeded-partially. Aubrey Leonards was alive-in a coma, but alive.

The damage to her legs was bad, though-if she ever woke up, she would be minus both her feet from the pulverizing impacts she'd sustained, right up past her knees. Her left arm had survived, but the right had too many fractures, too much damage, muscle and nerve and piercing where the bone fragements had pushed through.

Hour forty-eight, she was stabilized enough to move into the intensive care ward-that is, stable enough that they could hook up the IV's, and the monitors, and feed her with a tube, and only check in every few hours.

Hour seventy-two, and Rabbi Benjamin Malachai walked to her bed. A few of the conscious patients assumed the Rabbi was here to give the coma patient last-rites.

Malachai didn't. instead, he placed a silken box on the table where families might place flowers for a sick loved one. The box was open, and a small ribbon held a small but intricate medal on display.

His mission complete-here at least, the Rabbi left the ward without a further word.
Lynion
22-01-2009, 07:47
OOC: Don't forget, Jaxson has something classified he needs to inform the major.
Sudova
22-01-2009, 08:04
SKS Muspell...

"step into my office, Jaxson." Dunn held open the door of an OH-6 looking helicopter. "It's the most private spot on the ship-unless you think we need to run a squad out of an AMTrack and button it up." Dunn himself climbed into the chopper's pilot's seat, and started powering up the turbine engine. "Not a lot of privacy on a ship." he added.
Lynion
22-01-2009, 08:25
Jaxson closed the door behind them as Dunn looked over to him. Jaxson pulled out his PDA and showed a highly classified file.

"Got any idea who this guy is?" started Jaxson. "This is Harvey William's. High Chancellor of Northam-York and he's the reason that started this bloody war. I've being given orders from high command to assassinate him. Under strict orders, your not allowed to say a word about this. What I'm going to ask you might be hard for you," contiuned Jaxson. "I need a second man to help me with the assassination. I was praying I could take a Sudovian with me so I'm looking for one of your guys to help me in the assassination. The sooner he's KIA, the sooner we can all go home,"
Sudova
22-01-2009, 08:30
Dunn looked at the PDA file, "nice." he said simply, "very nice... your people think he's in town then? or are we using the attack as a cover for a long-walk infiltration?"
Lynion
22-01-2009, 08:31
"We got intel he's firmly dug himself into Northam which is the capital city," answered Jaxson. "He won't risk himself by being on the frontline. He'll be dug into a bunker or something while barking out orders," finished Jaxson.
Sudova
22-01-2009, 08:40
Dunn looked at the PDA again, "Challenging...could be a good way to end a career." He looked at Jaxson, "First time I saw a breakdown like this, with secret orders, we were going in to hit a warlord in the Golden Triangle, and the nice, clean shaven young man who showed it to me worked for an ally-he was CIA, and I was a Corporal. The last time, was a drug-lord in South America...or maybe that middle-eastern fellow they cancelled at the last minute in '91, right after Garrett put his daddy out of power." Dunn frowned, "Bunker... and it's got to be deniable..." he looked thoughtful, "No song, no saga-at least, not for a long time..." he perked up, "I accept your offer-when do you want to split from the rest of the team?"
Lynion
22-01-2009, 13:51
"I've got orders to go with your unit and find a sniper I can trust, is a marksman and is capable of being an excellent sniper. I'm not sure when I'll be heading to Northam," replied Jaxson.
Northam-York
23-01-2009, 06:08
Northam News

"In news today, High Chancellor Harvey William's is expecting to make an appearance in the festival's coming up in a months time in the capital city, Northam," started Sandra Wallace on a TV screen somewhere in Albany being watched by General White. "After a serious of blows in Perth, Chancellor William's have stated that the enemy is stretched thin of supplies and their men are suffering from low morale. Nothing has being said about the task force under the command of General Blamey that has being missing two months ago," Sandra suddenly checks her papers before turning to the screen. "In more relaxing news, General Rommel has being given command of the entire Northam Armies as the war begins to take different turns. It has being noted that Rommel will be fighting for the freedom of the city of Northam and the Provience of Northam since supply routes and reinforcements have being cut off from the Provience of York," finished Sandra as she went to sport before White turned off the TV. Everyone knew that Rommel was a veteran commander and had seen how the Lynion's had worked during the Civil War. He was going to be a match for the Lynion's.


OOC: Its just propaganda not a god-mode!
Sudova
23-01-2009, 10:58
SKS Treager, D-3.5 hours...

"Three and a half hours before face-off." Sandhurst Croatos muttered, "Three and a half hours..." he sighed. "Get me every scrap of data on the Northams." he said quietly, "...and see if we can't point some problems to their side of things."

"What kind of problems, sir?" Commander Idrich asked.

"Some of the men have started reviving old traditions...there's one that's probably more appropriate than the others-raiding, that they haven't." he told the young staffer, "Harrier raids, hit a riverside community, tear it up, burn it down, sacrifice a few locals to the gods, move on-should scare the everloving shit out of them."
Lynion
23-01-2009, 14:51
4 hours later
Outside Adelaide
Delta Beach, 1 kilometre from Adelaide

In one of the landing boats, Rathma was watching as Mavis Maverick joined his ranks. Mavis looked around as the Lynion Heavy Cruisers started the bombardment followed by volley of cruise missile's from submarines, destroyers and frigates. Rathma's squad was attached to a Sudovian Marine squad.

"These bastards already know we're coming," started Rathma as a flight of Dingo Fighter Jets and Hurricane bombers dropped their payloads on the city defence's. "They're going to be fighting down to the last drop of blood for their soil. Your objective is to secure the beachhead, take out their com links and kill any bastard that's going to stop you from doing that. If anyone gets lost, look for a Lynion or myself. We'll know what to do," finished Rathma as the landing craft was boarded by the Lynion's and headed towards the beaches.

Sometime
Inbound to Albany
Landing Boats

Longshanks wasn't nervous this time. His eyes were fixed as he poked his head over the side of the boat to see how things was going for his squad. Longshanks had done landings a few times before but he always had a passion for wars and battles. He quietly looked around at the men that were going to fight beside them. Longshanks only had Daniel to back him up since Daniel had little experience leading troops into battle.

"I'm not going to lie to you or make it sound like a cake walk," started Longshanks as he looked at the Sudovian Marines around him. "The bastards are going to be bunkered down in their little homes," contiuned Longshanks as a barrage started and a sqaudron of Dingo and Hunter Bombers started to drop their payloads over Albany while the Lynion Fleet sent bombardments into the port town. "These guys are going to be fighting down to the last drop of blood because this is their homeland. Their homeland is what they're fighting for and they'll die for its freedom. When we land, we'll quickly move into town and secure key elements including comm links, barracks, ammo dumps and command centres. Don't expect it to be easy," concluded Longshanks as he said one last thing. "If anybody gets lost, look for myself, Captain Mitchell (Daniel) or another Lynion,"

Battle for York

The Lynion Task Force started its attack on the Yorkian Fleets stationed in York. Aircraft's were scrambled as the Battle for York was about to begin. Vamperial Headmaster Rex was going to see how the battle fanned out since the new prototype battleships were being deployed. He was looking at the battlefield from a Sitcom in his command tank as the battle raged on. Two armoured battalions, division of mechanised infantry and a division of infantry swept through the burnt out forest as this had given them a second door. The other force that was meant to go through the front door waited as a barrage of artillery fire hammered down on the enemy forces. While this was happening, the Lynion Forces moved towards the city and started to engage the enemy forces as they appeared.
Sudova
24-01-2009, 09:58
Landing Boat Rosa, Albany front...

"Button it up, Button it UP." Gunnery Sgt. Carol Stringham ordered, and the troops began (reluctantly) closing hatches. Lessons learned from Normandy and the Bay of Pigs included not landing your first wave as unprotected infantry in open-topped craft.

A squadron of PA-46's hit the beach ahead of the landing craft, dropping FAE, followed by Line Charge weapons-the idea being to blow any pressure or remote-triggered mines ahead of the landing forces. The secondary idea, of course, being that the FAEs would also cause problems for any defender using 'spider holes' on the bluffs, or in bunkers.

The attack planes were followed by attack helicopters, whose sole mission in life at this moment was to hit enemy defenses while the landing craft dropped ramp and disgorged the armour and Infantry.

The Sudovan Marines were using a new Attack chopper-the RAH-66 Comanche's initial design specifications had been relatively inexpensive, since that programme had failed to produce a "Perfectly stealthy" helicopter gunship for the Americans-it Had, however, produced a perfectly viable recon/scout gunship, and thanks to trade with Lynion, Rechburg, and Ralkovia (before their change of government) the '66 was made 'viable' for mass-production through basic materials substitution. The quiet helicopters used their 30mm tribarrel guns, Hellfire missiles, and wherever those were insufficient, they marked targets for ship-to-shore fire, sending data straight to the targeting systems on Sudovan cruisers and destroyers escorting the landing forces-and by extension through the network, Lynion air and seaborne forces.

The modern Sudovan way of war was now in full swing-and it consists, simply, of destroying everything one can in one's path.

The Marine forces hit the beach five minutes into the barrage, and adjusted fire based on when the shell fragments started hitting the glacis plates.

It works like this: One Tarawa class LHA carries a battalion of Marines, which is roughly 1200 men, plus twelve PA-46 close support aircraft, plus 16 YUH-61 transport helos, six CH-46 heavy lift choppers (or six MH-53 Sea Stallions), plus sufficient landing craft and armour to provide a company of light tanks and two companies of Mechanized APC transported infantry.

Each of these Tarawas has an escort of two destroyers and one Cruiser, plus two frigates.

There are five Battalions in a Regiment, and Three Regiments in a Division.

At one Battalion per LHA, you have fifteen Tarawa equivalent vessels, each escorted by five light to medium warships capable of delivering ship-to-shore fire with six, or eight inch rapid-fire guns, vertical launch missiles, and cruise-missile ordinance, divided between two targets.

Additional to that, Carrier armed with jet aircraft, and ITS escorting forces (two Tarawa-equivalents with THEIR marine contingents, four destroyers, two Cruisers, two Heavy cruisers, four Submarines, and six Frigates) tasked to provide additional support to the landings.

In an open land battle with small arms, a defender enjoys a 3-to-1 force multiplier. Modern technology can change that equation-air support, reconaissance, good maps, excellent communications, and heavy firepower can make that 3/1 advantage evaporate like spit on a hot griddle.

The Sudovans spent a LOT on reconaissance, communications, command, and Control systems-their tanks (refurbished and updated M-60A3's) and APC's (both Amphibious Assault Vehicles and LAV-26's with upgraded reactive armouring and "Slat armour" to foil shoulder-launched missiles) are equipped with cupolas. The cupola machine guns were pulled out and re-mounted as pintle-mount weapons. The thing filling that space now, is a designator tied into the very expensive data systems-it is linked to the same network that the attack helos and other recon assets are using to call for immediate fire from air and sea-side support.

Sudovans believe in destroying everything that could hide an enemy, and they believe in overwhelming firepower, that overkilling a target is better than under-killing it, and that one should always put a shell down first (or several shells) before you send a man to finish the job.
Northam-York
24-01-2009, 11:07
Battle for Adelaide

Captain Oliver Jay was out for his morning walk that day as he ventured down to the dockyards. The entire battalion was still sleeping as the war still haven't arrived to Adelaide since Bunbruy and Adelaide was at least 2 days march so their partols would've informed them by now if anything had happened. However, all was still peaceful until Jay noticed a fleet of warships, aircraft and landing craft were visible outside the harbour. He looked out thinking that Northam had finally sent reinforcements.

"Now that's a sight for us," started Jay as he laughed while he headed towards the barracks to awake the troops.

Jay suddenly looked up as aircraft suddenly went over him. They weren't FA-18 Hornet's that their air force had and to make things worse, he watched in terror as a payload of bombs and napalm ripped the dockyards and the barracks to shreds. Jay came under fire from cannon fire as a volley of missiles took the docked ships by surprise. Captain Jay ran back to his office and went to the PA System.

"All personal man your battle stations!" shouted Jay over the PA system as the soldiers woke up to the sound of shells raining all over the place. "This is no shit! The navy is too badly damaged to return fire! All hands to battle stations! This is no damn drill!" finished Jay as his lieutenants arrived at his office as they prepared for a full scale attack. "Everyone is to retreat into the city! I repeat! The Garrison is to wage an urban fight in Adelaide!" finished Jay as he called his staff and headed into the city as the garrison fled into the city. The militia was called up to fight as the enemy forces were going to come under fire from artillery batteries attempting to hold off the invaders until the garrison could move into the city. The navy was still fighting as the harbour was blocked by the enemy and their escape routes were cut off. The navy returned fire even though the marines had retreated into the city alongside the garrison.

Battle for Albany
Town's Centre

"What's going on captain?" General White asked as he was getting a bad transmission from Captain Jay.

"The enemy has started the landings and we lost Fort Adelaide...I'm moving the CP into the Town Centre in Adelaide," shouted Captain Jay's voice over the line as General White (in his mid 60's) wondered what to do.

"Hold out until our mechanised division can get there captain," ordered White as he was unaware of what was about to happen.

"We'll give them hell sir," replied Captain Jay.

General White put down the phone as he turned to his secetary to send out an order. The Town Centre was a British Colonial Style Manison with plenty of rooms to use. He was about to give the order when the sound of cannon fire and explosions echoed in the background. White looked up from his desk as he saw a flight of enemy aircraft dropping payloads onto the garrison. The infantry scattered away from the explosions as the sight of landing craft could be seen.

"Damn them," muttered White as he looked out the window to see enemy infantry already landing.

"Sir, Major Collin's is requesting order's sir," started the female secetary.

"Collins?" started White as he and his staff were gathering in the briefing room on the second floor to discuss the battle. "I want you to withdraw your troops into the town and use the militia. The Abram's and the Lepoards will be waiting for you. We got no artillery..." briefed White as he looked out the window and saw a cathedral tower standing tall without being destroyed. "We got to hold them here. I'll contact General Rommel and demand reinforcements," finished White as he slammed down the phone. "What's the situation report?"

"Sir, their navy and air force have taken out most of our artillery forces. Our ground forces are damaged but the bulk of them have withdrawn into the town," briefed his colonel.

"Alright, move the infantry into the buildings and have the militia prepare for the attack," ordered General White. "Have our armour spread out in the towns and get me General Rommel,"

Battle for York

The general was suddenly confused as a horde of Lynion Forces rushed through their weakest point and overran their defence's. He started to move the troops from the gate back into the city just in time as the Lynion's broke through the gates defence's and headed into the city of York. He had ordered that the militia evac the civilians and the military prepare to fight an urban battle.
Lynion
24-01-2009, 13:09
Battle for Albany

"Clear the ramp!" shouted the pilot as the ramp suddenly dropped.

Longshanks lead his squad onto the docks while a unti of Wolfhounds sped past them with IFV's as their escort. The fighting was light for some reason which made Longshanks more careful of what he had to do. He quietly looked around as the squad too point behind a ruined building of some kind that was demolished by their artillery.

"I want everyone to stay in cover as we move up," ordered Longshanks as he looked around the corner. "We're meeting resistance which means their forces are going to be concentrated in the town. I want distance between everyone. I don't want to lose you guys to a single mortar round," added Longshanks. "Use the armour for cover and move up carefully," Longshanks peeked around the corner as he noticed a number of buildings could be used for fortifications. The Wolfhounds were moving up quickly as APC's and IFV's flanked the main battle group.

Jaxson in Albany

"Hey over there," pointed out Jaxson as he pointed to a catherdrial and the tower installed with the building. "We can use that as a snipering point for the battlefield," add Jaxson as this could be the advantaged they needed and maybe figure out where General White was stationed in Albany

battle for Adelaide

"Knock, knock!" started Rathma as the ramp was lowered. "I love the smell of napalm in the morning," muttered Rathma as he started to move up while taking cover behind ruins. The enemy infantry had retreated back into the city. Their artillery was making a mess but was soon responded with a barrage of heavy shelling from the cruisers. "I want everyone to spread out and look out for enemy positions," ordered Rathma as he plugged a bullet into a burning body. "We'll be taking the Town Centre and from there, secure the rest of the city. I want everybody putting some distance between the others. Mortar rounds can take out an entire squad if they're too spread out," concluded Rathma as he turned to watch a barrage of cannon and missile fire attack the remains of an enemy fleet in the harbour. Rathma turned around again as a column of Wolfhounds and IFV's moved forward and started to engage the retreating enemy infantry.

Battle for York
Ground attack into York

Vamperial Headmaster Rex looked over the sitcom of the battlefield in his Command Tank. It was safe from the battlefield but he could still feel the rush of killing the enemy. He watched as his battalion's had established a number of artillery pieces and started to rain havoc on the retreating Yorkians. Rex then ordered his armour and infantry to engage the enemy artillery pieces they could find their range. If they couldn't target anyone, they had orders to hold their position until the enemy navy was occupid with the Lynion Naval Forces.

Vamperial Admiral Conner looked over the sitcom of the battlefield from his bridge as his navy was out-gunned against the Yorkian Naval Forces but yet, the Lynion Air Force would have the strength to put down the enemy aircraft's and engage the Yorkian Navy. His first mission was to draw the enemy out into the open where his submarines would pick them off with ease. The other would be to smash a hole through the enemy's coastal guns that was protecting the harbour and the navy. Dispatching aircraft would be sucidal against a heavy concentration of AA fire. His navy would be ripped to shreds by the coastal guns and the Yorkian Navy. Was this to be the first stalemate in the war? Would he have to wait for Lee to arrive and aid him in the assault? No! Conner had found a way to make an opening in the coastal defence network and draw out the enemy forces.

"Cornith, Grim Reaper and the Widow Maker, assault Sector 56-8," ordered Conner. "Piranah Hotel, take flank manovour six and escort the Reaper's to their positions. Carrier group Juggernought, have your pilots ready to scramble,"

"Copy that command, moving to engage," replied the voice.
Lynion
24-01-2009, 15:44
Summary so far...

Northam-Yorkian Air Force luanched an attack on Bunbruy (Eastern Coast) to remove the Lynion Forces stationed there which was meant to train the Northam-York military forces during peace time. The attack was a successful and the Lynion's suffered high causlities. However, under the command of Vamperial Grand Master Rathma Phoenix (Rank of a Colonel), 12,000 Lynion Forces were forced to withstand an overwhelming force numbering close to 100,000 until Vamperial Grand Aerial Headmaster (High Ranking Wing Commander in the Air Force) would arrive with reinforcements. Over (period of time stills needs to be known N-Y), Lynion Forces were forced to retreat into Bunbruy. However, after a sudden stalemate, Northam-Yorkian Forces surrendered after Major (Name Please) assassinated General Blamey (Commander of Yorkian Forces) and his staff. Reinforcements arrived and the Lynion's were happy with their victory at Bunbruy.

While this was happening, the city of Perth was overran by Lynion Forces after a daring landing force by Vamperial Headmaster (same as General) Rex which ended in a key victory for the Lynion's. With Perth taken, Rex ordered a push to Bunbruy to aid the besieged Lynion's and attacked Piece Airbase which was on the road to York. The assault on Piece Airbase was a victory and the Lynion's now turned its attention to York.

Vamperial Headmaster Rex ordered a full scale assault on York alongside Lynion Air Force from Perth (Piece Airbase is under repairs) and from the carriers of the naval task force which intends to engage the Yorkian Naval Forces at York. Using a different way of getting into the city of York, Rex ordered the burning of the Yorkian Forest which was too dense for infantry to move. After waiting for some time, he ordered the main column to move into the pass and secure it while another force assaulted the main gates. With two moves moving into the city, the enemy general withdrew his troops into the city where they stand a better chance.

Meanwhile, Rathma and Vamperial Headmaster Lee devised a plan to assault Albany and Adelaide (to the north of Bunbruy and along the eastern coastline) at the same time while using Sudovian Marines and their navy. While the assault on York happened, Rathma split his platoon in half to make sure the assault goes as plans and to fight alongside Sudovian Marines. Vamperial Knight (same rank as Captain) David Longshanks lead the ground assault after a few hours of barrage, missile and aircraft fire from the Lynion and Sudovian Naval Forces. They landed on Albany and the battle is under way. Rathma on the other hand lead his squad of Sudovian Marines into Adelaide while the navy engage what was left of the Yorkian Squadron/Fleet protecting Adelaide. Both points of interest came under a surprise attack and its only a matter of time before they fall.
The Four Heatons
24-01-2009, 16:52
Out at sea a small Four Heatons Carrier group, based around the FHS Defiant, was observeing the conflict that was going on. So far there orders were just to watch and report back to home base.

The Defiant's captain, Benjamin Sykes watched from the Bull pen as reports came in.
"The Radars buzzing with aircraft, there's some high level shit going down in some of those cities" Tactical officer Rick Robinson commented.
"Reports from Refugess suggest that there is street to street fighting in some of the cities" Executive Officer James Killeen added
"We're hear to watch" Ben said "Not to do anything"
Lynion
25-01-2009, 01:03
"Headmaster," started an operator that was manning the radar systems. "We got unknown classificiation warships on radar,"

"It looks like a small carrier group to me," muttered Lee as his aerial cruisers, AA Naval Swatters, Cruisers, destroyers and frigates were actting as his escorts to the Valiant. "Put me on a channel to their navy.

"Yes sir," replied the operator before giving Lee the headset to talk to the unknown fleet.

"This Vamperial Headmaster Lee of the flagship, the Valiant calling unknown fleet," started Lee. "You have entered a war zone. Identify yourself and state your business,"
The Four Heatons
25-01-2009, 01:16
"We've got a Lynion ship on Comms" Rick responded
"Lets hear it?" Ben said


"This Vamperial Headmaster Lee of the flagship, the Valiant calling unknown fleet, You have entered a war zone. Identify yourself and state your business,"

"This is Captain Benjamin Sykes of the FHS Defiant from the Allied States of The Four Heatons, our nation received word of the conflict, we were sent here to observv" ben responded
Sudova
25-01-2009, 07:54
Battle for Albany



Jaxson in Albany

"Hey over there," pointed out Jaxson as he pointed to a catherdrial and the tower installed with the building. "We can use that as a snipering point for the battlefield," add Jaxson as this could be the advantaged they needed and maybe figure out where General White was stationed in Albany



Dunn nodded, "good spot." he agreed, "Prominent, though-and that's bad."

To punctuate his point, a cruise-missile slammed into the Cathedral. "Jhav nekt stane entuned." He stepped back around a corner, "Leave no stones unbroken." he said, "Best avoid prominent structures until they've finished the bombardment."
Lynion
25-01-2009, 12:58
"This warzone is currently a hotspot and I'm to ask your task force to move into International Waters," ordered Lee King as he gave the orders to move his navy forward a little bit.
The Four Heatons
25-01-2009, 13:10
"We thought we were" Ben admitted "Can you give transmit a revised Chart as the line appears to have moved"
Lynion
25-01-2009, 13:22
"Your about 10 kilometres from the International Waters," replied Lee as his carrier was preparing to give out another batch of orders. "Unless there's another reason to venture into the warzone, I suggest you move into International Waters,"
The Four Heatons
25-01-2009, 13:24
"Of course" Ben said "We'll observe from there, if you ever need help, ask us and we'll probably be able to give waht help we can"
Lynion
25-01-2009, 14:30
"We'll keep that in mind," replied Lee as he turned the radio off and looked at his officers for a moment. "Seem's like some lost soul wants to see what's going on," started Lee as his officers had a laugh.

"As long it isn't the media, we shouldn't worry about them," stated one of the captains as they turned back to the battlefield sitcom.
The Four Heatons
25-01-2009, 18:05
"Alright" ben turned to his officers "Double the CAP and keep an eye out from every direction, lets see if we can't catch us some bad guys"
Above the Defiant the amount of F18 Super hornets double as they kept a look out for anything suspicious, dangerous or otherwise interesting.
Northam-York
27-01-2009, 14:07
Battle for Adelaide

Captain Jay's staff was pinned down in the bunker under the Town Centre as missiles and cannon explosions could be heard from all directions. Jay's runners were scattered and the radio had static swamping the calls. He looked at the maps as he listened to a radio call from the navy in the harbour.

"They got us pinned down," shouted a voice as the sound of cannon fire could be heard over the radio. "Captain June is dead and there's only a squadron of frigates and destroyers left...we...need...we're surrendering,"

"Damnit!" shouted Jay as a runner had confirmed the report that the navy had ceased fire and waved white flags as a call that they had given up. "What about General White?"

"He's under attack by the Lynion's," replied Lieutenant Pat as another runner had entered with a bullet wound to his left shoulder.

The runner had a medic look over him as Jay questioned the runner. The runner must've being about 16 and had seen his first action as fear had taken a firm hold over him. What he seen was the last thing they ever expected in their entire lives.

"They came out of no-where," started the boy as he started to cry for his mother. "They ambushed the entire platoon and I bearly escaped...those things came from the ground...we never saw them coming..." cried the boy as Jay attempted to calm the boy down while the medic tried his best on the wound.

"Who were they?" whispered Jay in a calm voice as the boy lay in his arms.

"The Cyberntic's," replied the runner as he took one last breath of air and died in Jay's arms.

"Cyberntic's?" muttered his lieutenant's.

"I thought they were in concentration camps," started Jay as he demanded an explaniation. "What's the report about our rear guard?"

"We got no rear guard," replied a shock officer. "We had a company watching our back but if they ambushed one platoon, then the company is masscared,"

"Get me General Rommel," ordered Jay. "I need a second opioin," added Jay as he sat down and tried to pull himself together. If there was one general with a sense of honour, it was Rommel.

"General Rommel on the line," informed the radio operator as he handed the microphone to Jay.

"General Rommel," started Jay. "I've got trouble and I don't know what to do, please advise. The Lynion's have landed in the harbour and the Cybernetic Forces have attacked us in the rear,"

"Damn," replied Rommel's voice. "I've got orders from the Chancellor that all Yorkian Forces are to hold out until the last drop of blood. We've already lost Thornlie, York and Exmouth. Don't attempt to make a dash for Albany, the Lynion's would've cut off all routes between the two towns by now," contiuned Rommel as he sighed and tried to figure out what to do. "Making a dash for Albany will end up as a suicide run. You'll have the Lynion's and the Cyberntic Forces to deal with. Surrendering to the Cybernetic Forces will only result in your entire battalion and yourself of being masscared," started Rommel as he tried to figure out what was the ebst optioin for Jay. "What's your strength now?"

"Strength number?" shouted Jay to his lieutenants as one of them had an answer.

"We're down to about two companies and one company of armour," replied the lieutenant.

"Two companies of infantry and a company of armour," answered Jay to Rommel.

"Your trapped Jay," started Rommel. "Since the Lynion's have Bunbruy, expect a division of mechanised units to cut that pathway off. You have them on the docks and heading into the city as well as cutting your path to Albany," Rommel contiuned as he was informing Jay of his choices. "Captain, this isn't going to be easy for any of us but you'll save more lives if you surrender to the Lynion's and their allies rather than the Cybernetic Forces. Reinforcements won't arrive from Northam for at least a month time and by then it'll be too late for you," added Rommel as he was about to lose one of his capable officers. "Forget about the Chancellor for now. He's got no combat experience and remember...save your men lives and don't be like Blamey," concluded Rommel as static suddenly came over.

"What did he say sir?" asked Jay's lieutenant.

"We're out-numbered, we're cut off from Northam, Northam isn't sending reinforcements, nothing is coming from Albany and we're on our own," replied Jay as he held back his tears.

"High Chancellor William's stated reinforcements are coming, we just need to hold out," stated an officer.

"You idoit," replied Jay. "We are cut off from the others. Our forces are ripped apart, we're losing men every time we delay ourselves. We have no chances of escape and nothing is coming for us,"

"What do we do sir?" asked Lieutenant Greg as everyone only had Jay to turn too in their darkest hour.

"Surrender," replied Jay as tears came down his cheeks. "If anybody object's I'll make a note of it..."

"Jay," Lieutenant Pat had interupted Jay and put aside his rank for now. "We can't do anything and we're only delaying the biggest masscare in history. I speak for everyone in the room, we should surrender to the Lynion's," added Pat as Jay took the mircophone and boardcast his message to all combat units.

"This is Captain Jay," he started as he held back his tears. "I want everyone to throw down their arms and surrender to the Lynion's. Our rear guard is smashed and the Cybernetic Forces will be in Adelaide within three hours. The Lynion's have us cut off in all directions, General White is under attack and there's nobody coming for us. Please listen to me," concluded Jay as he put down the mircophone before changing channels to all channels.

"This Captain Thomas Jay of the 34rd Adelaide Battalion stationed to defend Adelaide calling Lynion and their allies," started Jay. "We hearby surrender to the Lynion Forces. Please hurry, the Cybernetic Forces are coming for us," concluded Jay as he waited for the Lynion's to reply as the report of the Lynion and their allies moving forward was becoming bad news.
Lynion
27-01-2009, 14:45
"Shit," started Rathma as lead his squad up to the ruins before the city itself. "Their armour is going to pin us down unless we move fast," added Rathma as he watched a Wolfhound intercept and return fire to the Abrams.

"Commander," started Lee's voice over the intercom. "Move your squad across the left flank and engage the enemy squad stationed in the building,"

"Got that command," replied Rathma. "Listen up squad," started Rathma as he was about to give the briefing before Lee contacted him again.

"Sorry to rain down on your bright idea," started Lee as the Abram suddenly stopped firing. "Here's something that just made our day. The Adeliade Battalion has just surrendered,"

"Bull crap," replied Rathma as he looked around noticing the Lynion's had halted their advance and ceased fire before turning back to his troops. "I want everyone to be on their toes. I don't like a sudden surrender until their arms are confiscated and their leaders captured. Another thing, don't let your guard down. We got no idea why they surrender so keep a watchful eye on them," concluded Rathma as he watched as two IFV's and three Wolfhounds flanked their advance and kept a close eye on the enemy armour. The Lynion's were actting on suspecion that the fight was too brief and the victory was far from over. For all they know, it could be an ambush.

"Captain Jay, come out with your hands behind your head along with your staff and report in to the enarest Lynion Officer," replied Lee's voice as Rathma and his squad moved forward.
Sudova
27-01-2009, 21:27
Albany...

The prep bombardment had set much of the city on fire. The Marines advanced on the city centre in three groups, each directly supported by, or directly supporting, armoured vehicles and attack helicopters.

Private Drayton stepped over a twisted ruin that had once been a child's desk, fifteen meters from his squad's AAV (Amphibious Armoured Vehicle). "What'd this used to be?" he called out.

"Looks like it used to be a school, map said it looked like a reinforced building, so they shelled it." Corporal Ruviet barked back, "Commanding position on the terrain-a hilltop structure."

"Oh...Think there were any kids here?" he asked, worried. Dead kids would be bad, dead kids were plenty of reason to keep a fight going.

Five meters to his left, Ruviet dropped to a knee, and brought his rifle up-"Movement!" He motioned.

The Squad dropped to low positions, and the fireteam leader peered through his scope.

"Civilians, no shot." He called out.

Sgt. Massner dashed up on Ruviet, and took a look. "You sure? they could be dressing as civvies." he said.

Ruviet nodded, "Civilians, no military uniforms, no weapons."

"Leave 'em for the civil affairs units." The Sargeant said, "Somewhere around here, there's supposed to be a concentration of enemy troops."

From around their Left forward, a roar erupted, and a main-battle tank appeared. It wasn't one of theirs, and it wasn't Lynion.

"Found 'em." The AAV's TOW fired at the same time that the Abrams put a "Silver Bullet" penetrator through the APC's glacis.

The missile went wide. The squad covered down, and spread out further, as the Sargeant grabbed the radio off of Drayton's pack, "Magog, Magog, this is Alviss, I need a Spear, BIG Turtle on Hill 11 west, UTM78105 bearing East. We are danger close, and they just smoked our bus, over."

The tank wasn't alone, and machine-gun fire ripped out from its flanks. The Marine troops returned fire, firing semi-auto aimed shots in reply to enemy full-auto fire.
Lynion
30-01-2009, 07:49
Albany
Longshanks squad

Longshanks squad had come to a ruined building as the exchange of gunfire was becoming dense. He looked around the corner with a mirror and noticed the formation the enemy was taking up. Longshanks realised that most of the buildings will take a while to clear and the enemy might re-group to another before they could finish the job. The buildings looked to be difficult for the tanks to punch through so they needed a way to lighten up the enemy before going in with infantry and armour.

"Alpha Lima 36, this is Foxtrot Hotel 7-8-7 calling," started Longshanks onto the intercom. "We got sets of buildings straight ahead, fire for effect,"

"Copy that," replied the operator's voice.

Longshanks turned around as the heavy cruisers and the battleships shift fire towards the buildings. Longshanks had ordered the buildings to be damaged to wound and shock the enemy inside to make the clearing easier to do. He ducked down behind the ruins as the bombardment started with a heavy concentration along the entire front while giving the Lynion and Sudovian Forces time to take cover. The explosions ripped into the buildings as the enemy was going to be given a starters before the main course.
Sudova
30-01-2009, 10:14
Private Drayton's perspective...[/b]

'Magog' was a Sudovan PA-46 loading antitank missiles and an 'illuminator' pod, the strike happened in seconds, the missiles coming almost straight down on the Abrams tank's thinnest armour-the top of the turret. There was a flat actinic flash, an the 'turtle' stopped providing heavy fire for the infantry on either side.

Sean had time to squint and look away before the missile hit, then he popped up, levelled his rifle, the peep sights showing him another soldier-this one was aiming a black looking light machinegun.
Sean's finger tightened, squeezing a single round.

[b]Bang.

The Sudovan version of the M-14 uses a modificaition of the in-line stock developed by the Americans before they abandoned it for the M-16. The sudovan version has a tubular adjustable stock-to make room for body-armour or short-armed shooters, bulky persons, and the like.

The point being, the rifles were very heavy compared to the XM-8's being used by their allies, and excellent "Shooting platforms".

They're also good for something else...

Using "bounding Overwatch" techniques, and moving from cover to cover, the Marines attacked the Yorkie positions, using the superior penetration of their small-arms to force the defenders to stay behind heavier cover, limiting those enemies' same ability to move in response.

Sean's turn came, and he made a ten-meter zig-zag at a crouch, ending up at a shattered doorway that formed a corner. He slapped a fresh 25 round magazine in, and slid a spigot-grenade over the end of his barrel.

The first round was a blank-to propel the grenade.

He popped around the corner just long enough to fire-sending a white-phosphorous frag* on a low arc into an area that the gunfire said the enemy was using for cover.


*illegal in dozens of nations, the WP Fragmentation grenade violates the Geneva Conventions of 1955 as modified in 1979. It is considered (rightly) to be an inhumane weapon. Private Drayton has just committed what would be a war-crime, if Sudova had ratified the Geneva Conventions as modified in 1979...
Northam-York
30-01-2009, 10:32
Albany
Introducing, the Cybernetic Forces

"Ahhh!" shouted out a dying private after a frag of some kind ripped through the sandbags they were using for cover.

"Get the wounded out," shouted the sarge as he laid down surpressing fire before having his head removed by an anti-piecing round.

The corporal pulled the wounded over behind a wall as he ordered his fire team to retreat back along the walls. The mechanised infantry moved through the city as the Challenger 2 Battle Tanks appeared on the scene alongside the Abrams. IFV's and APC's moved across the left flank of the Lynion's and the infantry prepared to trap the invaders as they moved back into the city. The corporal watched as a squad was pinned down by piecing bullets by the Lynion Allies. He turned around as he felt something moved beneath his feet. The Yorkian's suddenly retreated as something was moving under their feets.

"Everyone fall back!" ordered General White over the radio as something in the sewyer's below them was moving fast.

The corporal headed back to the last line of defence when suddenly, a trap door suddenly opened in front of him and the Cybernetic Forces pushed him aside as a platoon just came out of the sewyers. The corporal couldn't move as he was thrown to one side and his leg crushed by the feet of one of the Cybernetic's. He looked in fear as the part human part machine looked down on him.

"Mercy!" begged the corporal before a sledge hammer feel onto his face and crushing his skull in a moment.

The Cybernetic Forces had the Yorkian's confused as a third party had entered the battlefield. They were the slaves of the monarchy regime and when the Civil War started, they founded the Ghost Stalkers which was a Spec Ops gurellia operation. When the Facist came into power, they were hunted down into the hills as they waged a gurellia war against the Yorkian's.

"Come on boys," shouted a deep voiced Cybernetic Officer as his armour plating covered his torso, legs and arms. "Take out the Yorkian Facist Pigs with no mercy!"


(More to come)
Sudova
30-01-2009, 10:53
Corporal Greta Mason...

The Lynion, Longshanks, put up a hell of a pace, and Greta's fire-team had a rough time keeping up-but they kept up with the Lynions.

They had to-at this point, Greta was the ranking member of her Platoon-enemy mines and enemy fire had winnowed away first their officer, then, the Platoon Sargeant, then the Staff Sargeants, and finally the "Buck Sargeants"-most of them died or were too wounded to continue because they forgot to duck, or because they heard the Drums and lost control, rushing in a frenzy.

She'd had to shoot Sgt. Markos herself when the Drums called him and he lost who was friend and who was foe.

Half the Platoon were on edge, and if they didn't close on a foe soon, she knew she'd lose them-and with them, the other half.

The Drums were calling.

An enemy head moved-Greta could hear the drums in her own mind, but she was (barely) strong enough to resist the song. Someone in the Yorkie army was smart-ish, they were low-crawling behind a ruined wall. She put a bullet through that head, casually, but it wasn't enough.

"Fix bayonets." she passed the order to the rest of the squad, "We're near the objective."

The drums were calling her, and she wanted to dance to them, but discipline held out-for now.

But the fires were burning, and the scent of death was in the air, and she could feel the call-the call that her ancestors felt, the dance would be danced, she knew-soon.

Blood will be freed,
Open the flesh,
Bring the Fire,
Free the Spirits.

The Spirits want Blood...

The songs of her ancestors warred in her mind with the discipline of her service.

Obey your Orders.
Don't take chances.
Uphold the Honour of the Corps.

The desire was increasing. KILL
Lynion
30-01-2009, 12:13
"What the blazes is with your NCO's?" questioned Longshanks as he took covered behind a burnt out Abram tank alongside the others who had fixed bayonets. He looked around as he kept his cool and took out a steel rod and his shaving mirror. Longshanks attached them together and used the mirror to see what was coming. "Ok corporal, the Yorkian's are falling back to the...buildings straight ahead of this Abram. This is going to be urban fighting for now on," briefed Longshanks as a bullet smashed against the side of the tank while he removed his mirror and rod. "We'll be using the buildings for cover and..."

"Captain, we got enemy light armour moving onto our left flank. We need support," came a voice over the intercom while Longshanks studied the left flank with his field glasses.

"103rd Armour Platoon, cover our left flank and push through the IFV's and the APC's," started Longshanks. "Zulu, we got enemy armour moving onto our left flank, we need artillery support to shift fire,"

"Copy that," came the two replies as six Wolfhounds and four Panzer X's moved in front of the burnt out Abram while firing a surpressing fire on the IFV's and the APC's. The artillery rained down upon the left flank.

"We can use the tanks for cover," concluded Longshanks as he watched Daniel's squad moved forward and took cover inside a ruin building. Longshanks took a deep breath and fire off a few rounds before noticing men in armour similar to Rathma's. He turned back to the corporal. "Whatever you do, don't fire on the Cybernetic Forces unless they fire on us first got it? Pass the word down the line," ordered Longshanks as he turned around and dashed for the armour. He moved from one tank to the next as he lay down surpressing fire upon the Yorkian's.
Northam-York
30-01-2009, 12:44
"Nicely done," muttered Captain Ravan as his platoon started to crawl from under the the sewyers.

"What happened here?" asked Lieutenant Lucus 'Spike' Johnson as he plugged a retreating Yorkian in the head.

"Just putting down the pest," smiled Ravan as he checked his Styer for a moment. The Ghost Stalkers moved quickly as they cut off the escape routes for the Yorkians to use.

The Yorkian's were engulf with fear. Corporal Ash was retreating with his platoon as they sprinted across the roads that had the subway under their feet. He watched as his platoon commander suddenly dropped into a hole before being ripped to shreds by something. The platoon felt a rumble under the road as something had exploded under them. Ash had fear controlling him as he wanted to surrender. His eyes were streaming with tears as the next rumble caught him off guard. Ash tripped over as his leg was caught in something...but something had a very firm grip on his leg. He looked down and prayed for mercy as the hand crushed his foot while he fired a whole clip into the creature. He cried for his mother as he hid himself inside a building as he watched the Lynion's and their allies start to advance.

The left flank was ripped to shreds as the APC's and the IFV's had no chance against the heavy Wolfhounds and the Panzer X's. General White was still bunkered down in the Town Centre as he conducted a last ditch defence. He was going to hold out but things in York and Adelaide had gone wrong.


York

Out-gunned, out-man and out-flanked, the Yorkian's trapped in York did a last ditch effort to save themselves. Transport ships were being loaded with the wounded, the dead and the living as the seige of York had gone sour. The Lynion's had overrun much of their defence's already and the general was bugging out alongside the navy. There was no point in staying in York as the large convoy stuck together and headed up along the western coast towards Northam. They also watched Exmouth being evacuated as the Cybernetic Forces had stormed Exmouth within hours since the battle of Albany began. The general sighed. They couldn't win this war and there was no point in dening the true facts. He looked last of his staff as they sailed up the western coast in retreat alongside with their navy. There was one last hope. General Rommel had a last defence plan for Northam which required guarding the main routes that entered the mountianous city of Northam which was built into the side of a mountain. The Yorkian General was going to aid Rommel as he was the last remaining speck of honour the Northam's had with them.

Adelaide

Captain Jay and his staff came outside of the bunker as his last elements of his troops gathered with them. Jay was the highest ranking officer as he came before the Lynion Commander who remineded him of the Cybernetic Forces. Captain Jay had nothing left for him in Adelaide as part of the city was in ruins.

"Lynion, I'm Captain Marcus Jay," started Captain Jay as a platoon strength of Cybernetic Forces marched behind them. "This war was a failure ever since Bunbruy was held for who knows how long. Accept my pistol as a symbol of the Adeliade 104th Garrison," offered Jay as he took out his pistol slowly and offered it to the Lynion Commander. "My men will go without a hint of resistance. Northam doesn't care about us anyway," concluded Jay.

By now, the Cybernetic Forces had appeared of around 50 men as they watched the surrender. If the Lynion didn't accept the pistol, the Cybernetic Forces were going to gun down the Yorkian's.

"Congulations commander," started one of the Cybernetic Forces. "Who might you be? I know you're not a Yorkian or a Northamite. My name is Major Linkston of the 12th Ghost Stalkers Platoon. We fight a gurellia war against the Yorkians,"
Sudova
30-01-2009, 22:08
"What the blazes is with your NCO's?" questioned Longshanks as he took covered behind a burnt out Abram tank alongside the others who had fixed bayonets. He looked around as he kept his cool and took out a steel rod and his shaving mirror. Longshanks attached them together and used the mirror to see what was coming. "Ok corporal, the Yorkian's are falling back to the...buildings straight ahead of this Abram. This is going to be urban fighting for now on," briefed Longshanks as a bullet smashed against the side of the tank while he removed his mirror and rod. "We'll be using the buildings for cover and..."

"Captain, we got enemy light armour moving onto our left flank. We need support," came a voice over the intercom while Longshanks studied the left flank with his field glasses.

"103rd Armour Platoon, cover our left flank and push through the IFV's and the APC's," started Longshanks. "Zulu, we got enemy armour moving onto our left flank, we need artillery support to shift fire,"

"Copy that," came the two replies as six Wolfhounds and four Panzer X's moved in front of the burnt out Abram while firing a surpressing fire on the IFV's and the APC's. The artillery rained down upon the left flank.

"We can use the tanks for cover," concluded Longshanks as he watched Daniel's squad moved forward and took cover inside a ruin building. Longshanks took a deep breath and fire off a few rounds before noticing men in armour similar to Rathma's. He turned back to the corporal. "Whatever you do, don't fire on the Cybernetic Forces unless they fire on us first got it? Pass the word down the line," ordered Longshanks as he turned around and dashed for the armour. He moved from one tank to the next as he lay down surpressing fire upon the Yorkian's.

Greta passed the word along to the men-for what good it would do. She then moved through the remains of her platoon, checking weapons and water. "Drink up." she exhorted them, moving from cover to cover, "You don't want to drop from the dehydration later, so drink up...don't engage the Plated men unless they engage you, they're on our side for the moment."

The fighting inside the buildings would have to be fast, she knew it, they knew it.

The Marines waited for Longshanks to give the 'go' gesture...impatiently.
Lynion
31-01-2009, 05:45
Albany

"Watch your fire," shouted Daniel as Longshanks looked around the corner and watched a Lynion squad storm two buildings at the same time. "Skipper," shouted out Daniel as he ordered his troops to move into the buildings as he came beside Longshanks. "The Cybernetic Forces have cut off the enemy escape routes but they're coming out of the ground. Anyhow, we got a key building that's close to what's looks like to be the town centre," briefed Daniel's as Longshanks gunned down a couple of Yorkians in retreat. "Take the building there and flank their defence's. It's a few storey's high and you can use it to find a way into the Town Centre,"

"What about our left flank?" asked Longshanks as a barrage of machine gun fire forced them to lower their heads.

"What about it?" laughed Daniel. "The Wolfhounds and the Panzer X's smashed right through the Yorkian APC's and IFV's. They'll push them back and flank the left side of the Town Centre. The Cybernetic's must've secured the enemy escape routes. Once their flanks are ours, we'll focus our main firepower onto the Town Centre,"

"If anybody wants to do house to house clearing, go with Lieutenant August (Daniel) and his squads. Rest of us is going to clear that building over there got it?" offered Longshanks as he pointed what could be a hotel of some kind.
Sudova
31-01-2009, 10:39
Greta looked at her men, "Netanyahu, your Squad, plus Ostermann's team and Grant's-cover the Lieutenant's backside, McCall, your team and Sweeney's team cover our extraction route, Tivlek, Soames, and Elvis, you're with me, we're going visiting-bayonets and flashlight work. The structure is a ship, we're the boarding party, assume all crew are hostile, armed and dangerous."

The splitting of the platoon made sense- she put all the borderline cases in a group she could oversee herself, and left the saner ones to cover Lt. August's men-the house-to-house would be dangerous enough without having men go kill-crazy,and Netanyahu had both sanity and good judgement-the men would follow him, he, in turn, would follow the LT's lead.

The ones that wouldn't would follow her-and if not, she would do what the Lance-Corporal wouldn't, and kill them before they attacked a friend. "Dump everything you don't need here-Chernobog, you and Evans are guarding our shit." She said, gesturing to her worst walking wounded-they'd be shit in a fight at close quarters, but they could move and shoot outdoors, at least.

Trickster!! now I'm starting to think like a damn officer! "Alright Sir, I've got twenty men, where do you want us?" she asked Longshanks, "Twenty five are going in with Lt. August." she added.
Lynion
31-01-2009, 12:02
Adelaide

"Must be part of the Cybernetic Forces eh?" started Rathma as he looked around at the Ghost Stalkers and then turned to Captain Jay to accept his pistol. "Captain Jay, your garrison will be taken to a POW camp on one of the Vamperial Kingdom's colonies. Have your men go to the docks so that my boys can transport to your camp for the rest of the war," concluded Rathma as two platoons of Lynion Hunters stood on either side of the Yorkian POW's while they waited for them to move. "Major Linkston, Vamperial Master Rathma. I'm in command of the operations in Albany and in Adelaide. Nice to meet you," started Rathma. "Tell me, do you have an intel on Exmouth and Thornlie Industrial Centre?"

Albany

"Let's move," ordered Longshanks as he fired a few rounds while rushing over to the door to the building. He took a deep breath as he drew out his shotgun and kicked down the door. He quickly threw a hand grenade into the building before it exploded inside the building. "Move into the building quickly," ordered Longshanks as he watched Daniel charge into another building with rifles blazing.
Sudova
31-01-2009, 12:38
Albany

The Marines worked their entry slicing-the-pie style as soon as Longshanks' words reached the 'ly' in Quickly-fast, instinct-shooting replaced aimed fire here, and anything man-or-woman-shaped too close to the door got a bayonet, rifle-butt, or bullet-depending on what was handy at the moment.

Here, in this moment, they all heard the Drums, and training controlled their actions entirely-like machines designed for the purpose, but with the order of an insect colony, the Marine fireteams hit the room, and began methodically killing.

A thousand years ago, their ancestors did this with sword and bow, axe and shield, and spears.

Today, the same instinct-driven fury was now coupled with intensely conditioned training and reflexes, and controlled by imposed discipline.

Grenade-sweep-kill-search-kill-move. Sudova's military is small for the nation's size, and expensive for the gear they get-the expense is all training designed to control what unfortunate natural predispositions and a culture that accepts violence as a norm over thousands of years had created.

Any system that relies on natural inclinations has flaws-especially the inclinations of human beings. Greta couldn't have helped it anymore if she'd not been taken by the Drums herself than she could under the influence of thousands of years of ancestry-they made no distinction between surrendering foes, and foes that fought back, and civilians. The discipline couldn't reach that far into the fog of ancestry, the conditioning couldn't touch the throbbing madness of them-all it could do, was control how they killed, make their hands change magazines in a zen dance, cause them to duck behind objects until the prey's location was a certainty, then the fury would drive them to attack.

Discipline could not make them feel their injuries in time to save their lives, it could only teach them to compensate for broken bones, shattered legs, crippled arms as the fury drove them further into the structure.

A thousand years ago, the People of the Ships terrorized most of the known world-today, here, the Yorkish soldiers bore witness to what the terror of a Viking Raid really was- enemy without pain, without mercy, that would not stop or slow, come to kill whatever could not escape it. This time, the monsters also wore effective ballistic armour, carried guns and grenades, and had better lights than torches to work with.

Murder without hate, without feeling and seemingly without limits came through that doorway,and it flowed with the sound of shots and the flash of blades.

The rational part of Greta's mind sat back, watching her body go through its training, watching it as it drove a bayonet through a body on the floor, then draw the rifle up to shoot movement behind a desk-the shots went through the facade, bringing a scream from whoever was behind that desk. She shot three more times until the screaming stopped. Her eyes swept up, down, and side-to-side covering her slice of the pie, the weapon tracked that same course, and fired three more times.

She was relieved that she could still distinguish friend-from-foe as Longshanks passed her vision. Discipline held her back that far, at least.
Sudova
01-02-2009, 05:00
Hospital, Bunbruy...

Warrant Officer Aubrey Leonards woke up on the fifth day-and wished she hadn't. Her mouth was wired shut to let her broken jaw mend, her head and neck were immobilized by a framework of pins, and she could see that the usual stretch of her legs under the blankets ended unevenly and too soon. Her arms were also immobilized, and her right hand was held in a structure-wire contraption.

Aubrey knew what this meant-and a surge of bleakness filled her heart, the way the feeding tube filled her throat-she would never fly again.
Northam-York
01-02-2009, 05:18
The Yorkian's in the office building that Longshank squad was clearing, had retreated up the staircase to find better cover. They pass through offices that was once used for business people. Private Smith was slowing down the squad while another squad attempted to hold off the enemy only to be masscared by the Lynion allies. Smith was panting for air as he hid inside an office and was breathing heavily since he wasn't fit enough for the military but was part of the militia. He checked his AK-47 as he was keen to take a couple of the enemy with him. Smith was ignorant and cocky and felt invincible as he breathed heavily.

The others didn't care about the loss of Private Smith as they came to the roof top of the office building. There wasn't much cover anywhere they went and decided to head back down the stairs. They found some desks and formed a small fortification in front of the staircase as they waited for the Lynion's to come. The staircase leading onto the floor that had the Yorkians trapped had limited cover and manovour abilities for the Lynion's and their allies to move. However, the walls were rather weak but was able to withstand machine gun fire as the Yorkians setup a heavy machine gun as they waited for their enemies to come.
Sudova
01-02-2009, 05:47
Greta...

Two members of the first fireteam tumbled back down the stair-the heavy machinegun had cut them (mostly) in half.

Greta's reason surfaced long enough to instruct her hands-she pulled a fresh magazine from her left pouch, dropped the mostly-spent one from her rifle, and thumbed a blank in place of the first round.

Tracers ripped down the staircase, chewing at the corners of the structure and ricocheting into the corridor.

She slid a spigot-grenade, this one a standard Fragmentation type intended for use against elevated positions, over the muzzle.

Two other members of her team fitted impact-fuses.

They aimed above/behind, at and below the point the Yorkies were defending with the Machinegun nest.

The three Sudovan Marines aimed with their body laid mosty behind the corner of the stairway, maximizing cover.

POP! POP! POP!

The launching of rifle grenades released the spring-catch on the rifles' gas systems, resetting it to the default "Cycle" mode and ejecting the spent brass.

Two tenths of a second later, as the first firehosing tracers from the machine-gun nest ripped through the lower floor, there were three very-closely-spaced, deep, solid booms.

The first was the grenade set to go off at the 'edge' of the Yorkie's machinegun nest-this disrupted some of the barricade and put part of it out-of-balance.

the second, was the frag shot going off just above and behind the nest-bouncing .17 caliber tungsten pellets at 2200 feet/second for a radius of ten meters.

The Breacher hit, and went off, before the barricade had finished absorbing the shock from the first grenade, turning the barricade itself into a projectile of sorts, a white-hot, tumbling, projectile pushing backward at fifty miles per hour for the next ten feet.

The second team swept the offices by the expedient of mouseholing the wall with pre-shaped charges, then tossing cooked-off "buckshot" grenades (roughly the size and shape of a golfball, Fragmentation grenades whose projectile body is composed of ball-bearings made of tungsten and soft iron-the soft iron deforms and bounces, increasing the chance of a wounding rebound, while the tungsten shreds light cover and/or kevlar reinforced helmets.) Where this treatment produced screams, they entered, and silenced the screamers with bullets or bayonets.
Lynion
01-02-2009, 05:55
Bunbruy Hospital

Doctor Margert Jones entered the room where Aubruy was found lying in her bed. She picked up the clipboard and looked at Aubruy before another doctor entered the room. The male doctor looked at Aubruy and at the clipboard.

"What do you think?" the male doctor asked Margert as he was wondering what they were going to do with her.

"We don't have the equipment to repair the jaw," whispered Margert as she wondered what was going to happen to her. "Hmmm...we'll have to move her to a medical frigate that'll take her to Lynx. Have everything ready for this," concluded Margert as the doctor went off to get everything ready.
Sudova
01-02-2009, 11:14
Private Drayton...

Not everyone hears the Drums. The Lynion Leutenant, August, motioned for his fire-team to enter the next structure. Sean's fire-team consisted of two guys (including him) from the team that he'd come ashore with, and three guys from other fireteams that had already been chewed up.

Johnson was getting glassy and foamy. "Hurry UP."

"Patience, man." Sean shot back, "Fire in the hole." the det-cord hockeypuck was made from a wrecked car's tyres, and did what Sean wanted it to do-opened the door without exposing his teammates.

"GO GO GO!" The other four stormed the door, slicing the pie as they went.

Sean was a firebug back home-he'd actually been taken by the Mediators for firebugging a rival Clan-they'd given him to the Marines, and he learned that there were actual manufactured THINGS that did what he used to spend happy hours preparing.

Sean Drayton was a very Happy Marine-most of the time because of this, and because the Navy Ministry liked their Marines to practice their skills as often as possible.

He hadn't even had the kind of rage that the late Corporal Ruviet had suffered under. Instead, he had to fight the urge to vomit when he saw what the other members of his team did to the people inside the structure he'd just opened.

One, two...three...four adults, some children's toys... he scanned the room, and spotted the seam that had to be holding the safe-room.

fuck killing kids. "Clear." gods, let the Lynions be the ones that find the kids these civvies were hiding...

[ooc: "Firebugging" is a colloquial term for using improvised demolitions, most often in a dispute between Clans, it derives from the practice of barn-burning. Sean was arrested by the Mediators (Sudova's semi-secret Police) for "Firebugging" during the Drayton/MacAllister water rights dispute in the Badlands province when he was fifteen (see: MacAllister v. Drayton, docket #2002/02/15BPM), it was determined that his Clan Chief ordered the action, which killed eleven uninvolved bystanders to the dispute, including six children. It was determined by the investigating Mediator that Drayton had been unaware that the MacAllister asset he was sent to destroy was being transferred to a third party family, but that his Chieftain was VERY aware of this. In exchange for Sean's testimony and cooperation, he was spared prison time, and instead was waivered into the Sudovan Marine Corps as an infantryman code 0312 Demolitions Specialist. Due to his known criminal record, and due to the nature of his enlistment, Private Drayton's promotional chances are reduced severely. Had he gone into the service with a clean record, he would have been at minimum a Sargeant by now. The outcome of the Mediation included the summary executions of the Drayton Clan Chieftain and four Elders, loss of 2000 acres of ranch-land, and the payment of rights to the artesian well at the centre of the dispute to the third-party families who lost relatives in the bombing carried out by Sean. Half of Sean's pay is taken and amortized as weregild (blood money) to the innocent bystanders harmed by the dispute.]
Sudova
02-02-2009, 11:42
The Hotel side of the Street...

In spite of (or maybe because of) the violence of their assault, there were still survivors-the Marines could kill all day and all night and there would still be survivors.

They didn't-not everyone 'Heard the Drum', not every one was so taken up in their collective madness that he or she would fall from "fighting the enemy'' to "Murdering the Helpless".

Not everyone can be a Bear Skin Warrior-the human condition being what it is, the incidence of troops and units going "Kill Crazy" were actually fewer than a sociologist who believes in eugenic tendencies would have predicted-at most battle-sites, the Marines were letting civilians walk free, accepting (rare) surrenders, and even providing basic medical treatment to prisoners unable to fight back or escape them.

What would be remembered in the aftermath of Albany (especially Albany) was still in flux, though-the brutality and madness of the Marines of Company D, 5th Battalion, 3rd Marine Regiment of the 1st Division, versus the humane, yet stern and competent conduct of their shipmates in other units-these things might well be debated into the future. Barbaric bloodthirsty ruthless violence, or humane, civil treatment?

Which one would be recalled by the survivors of York? Which face, the mad eyes of the Berserker, or the firm hand of the noble warrior, would be carried away by their Lynion allies?
Lynion
02-02-2009, 12:55
Longshanks Squad

Longshanks used his mirror and noticed the machine gunners opening fire on his position. This was going to be tricky without causlities taken on his squad and he moved back behind his cover. He thought about what he had to do for his squad and take out the enemy in one good. Eventually he stood against the wall and noticed how weak it was. He ushered his allies back as he blasted a couple of holes into the wall and it held.

"Everyone find cover," ordered Longshanks as he took out a grenade. "We'll blast a hole to make our job easier,"


Daniel August Squad

Daniel was following the Sudovian's as they cleared the rooms with ease as the battle was raging on. Daniel favoured his Styer as his weapon of choice during combat rather than the XM8. He moved quickly with the Sudovian's while they cleared a room with children toys. Then he notice what could be a saferoom and decided to ignore it for a moment.

"Take 3/4 of the men and clear the rest of the house," Daniel ordered the highest ranking of the Sudovian's. "Rest of you, take up positions near the windows and give support to those on the ground," ordered Daniel.

Jaxson

Jaxson looked around as he wondered how he was going to find a snipering point. He was hidden beside a ruined wall as the barrage from the navy stopped. Things must've gone in their favour as he sniped a Yorkian taking cover behind something. Then it dawned on him, maybe the cathderial could serve as an advantage spot. Jaxson sniped another Yorkian with a headshot as he swung his rifle over his shoulder and took out his semi-automatic pistol.

"The catherdial will have good cover," muttered Jaxson as it withstood an exploding shell as a pair of Wolfhounds wondered past it. He kept low as he raced across behind ruined tombstones and walls as he headed towards the catherdial. The doors were battered and he was going to find a spot.
Lynion
05-02-2009, 08:24
Longshanks was able to position himself in a spot to view the port and the battle itself. The Yorkians in retreat were bound to get inside the Town Centre and make it a living nightmare for the squads to clear it out. He yawned for a moment as he allowed the Sudovians to finish off the house clearing. It was then and there that a fighter jet soared over head and fired a missile at a Yorkian Tank. Longshanks picked up his glasses, studied the plane and smiled while nodding his head.

"You bloody beauty," whispered Longshanks as the troops on the ground started pointing out to sea.

"Hey, check it out," started a voice over the intercom as Longshanks went for a better view of the sea. "Its Union reinforcements,"

"Everybody move to the roof top," ordered Longshanks as a change of plan had occured.

If there was one thing that he learnt over the years, the Unionist Navy had developed and produced a new kind of battleship ready for war. Longshanks went back to the corridor and threw a couple of bombs into the fortified position of Yorkians. Longshanks then moved through the hole he created earlier and waited for the bombs to go off.
Sudova
06-02-2009, 10:11
Dunn...

He barely recognized the Temple for what it was-a church dedicated to Jeshu Godson, the drunken Carpenter of Galilee. The irony of using a church-especially one that has withstood such a bombardment, as a point for killing people wasn't lost on him

"How much you want to bet they armoured up that building for a reason Captain?" he muttered quietly, adjusting the "Tool" he'd brought along.

The Delisle carbine is a bolt-action weapon in .45 ACP, it is notable for its complete silence, and was used by British and American OSS troops to kill sentries in behind-the-lines actions.

The bullet is subsonic, the barrel, a sixteen-inch tube, is wrapped in a maxim-pattern silencer large enough to damp the sound of firing to a level below that of the firing pin's release.

He brought up the carbine, and sniped another Yorky near the doors of the church.

"I'd say they want it too." he added, chambering a fresh round.
Sudova
06-02-2009, 10:30
Longshanks Squad


Daniel August Squad

Daniel was following the Sudovian's as they cleared the rooms with ease as the battle was raging on. Daniel favoured his Styer as his weapon of choice during combat rather than the XM8. He moved quickly with the Sudovian's while they cleared a room with children toys. Then he notice what could be a saferoom and decided to ignore it for a moment.

"Take 3/4 of the men and clear the rest of the house," Daniel ordered the highest ranking of the Sudovian's. "Rest of you, take up positions near the windows and give support to those on the ground," ordered Daniel.



Drayton set about doing what the Defenders hadn't. He started blowing "Mouseholes" between rooms-carefully avoiding the "Safe-room" shelter's wall.

He also used small amounts of high-explosives, an E-tool, and a utility hatchet, to make "Firing ports" away from the main windows and doorways, then lent some muscle to helping arrange improvised fighting positions for the 'saner' guys on the entry-team, as well as the Lynion troops.

When a Lynion NCO stopped him, and demanded to know what he thought he was doing, Drayton replied, "MOUT doctrine-they'll shoot at windows more often than they'll look for mouse-holes. The CO gave an order to consolidate the position...and I'm out of rifle ammo at the moment-I gave mine to a couple of other guys, so that I can lug more blasty-stuff." He held up the foil-wrapped block of Plastique, "When consolidating a position, consolidate."
Northam-York
08-02-2009, 10:59
General White was listening to his reports coming in from the front. The fighting was becoming closer as the news became worse. The Lynion's, their ally and the Cybernetic Forces had cut off their supply routes, reinforcements aren't coming from Northam and Adelaide had being taken a couple of hours earlier. Then as if things weren't a nightmare, a runner had sighted Lynion Reinforcements had cut off any naval or air support to them. To General White, he was defeated and there was no point dening the facts.

"What's our strength number?" White asked his sub-commanders as he watched a soldier tape the windows in an 'X'.

"We only have two companies left," replied one of them.

"Northam is sending reinforcements..."

"We're not being relivied and nobody is coming," interuppted General White. "This demons have overrun us and there's no fact that we're already defeated,"

"So what do you suggest we do sir?" one of them ask.

General White gave the order to raise the white flag and order an offical surrender of all Yorkian and Albanian troops to surrender and lay down their arms. The order was acceptted and was a relief to the soldiers surrounding the town centre. If the Lynion's and their ally watch, a white flag replaced the national flag and Yorkian and Albanian forces dropped their weapons and raised their hands as a sign: 'We had enough and you are victories. Accept our surrender,'

For the Lynion's and their allies, they had captured the western and eastern coastlines.
Lynion
08-02-2009, 11:09
Albany

"Hold your fire boys," came Lee's voice over the intercom pieces. "The enemy has surrendered. However, I want everyone to cover their general's and their staff personal until their weapons are secured,"

"Hold your fire boys," ordered Longshanks as the fighting stopped and a cease fire was ordered.

Longshanks watched a group of Lynion Hunters move out into the open as they came towards the Town Centre with a Wolfhound covering them. The men weren't trigger happy but they were keen to get the general's staff and the enemy weapons secured. A number of APC's and IFV's covered the Town Centre while Longshanks looked at the Sudovians.

"Keep your finger on your triggers," he ordered. "I'm going to accept their surrender. If they make a false move, one round to the head understand? Good,"

Longshanks moved out of the building alongside his fire team squad of Lynion's. They moved through the Lynion's and Sudovian's on the ground while the armour took up position. Longshanks stood out the front of the Town Centre with his rifle at hand as the Lynion's had started to put the enemy into lines and their weapons tossed aside for the time being.

"Everybody watch each other's back," Longshanks ordered as Daniel covered his flank.


Adelaide

Rathma was in the medical station being constructed. He had suffered a bullet into his left shoulder that needed to be removed and stiches to cover the wound. There were worse cases as he allowed the doctor's to treat the badly wounded. Sudovian and Lynionion wounded went through the medical station while the good doctor's, nurses and medic's attempted to do their best to the injuried. Those that needed better treatment was sent to medical frigates and then onto Vamperial Colony of Lynx for medical care. Rathma had noticed Maverick had taken a blow to the knee and was sent to a medical frigate for further operations. He wondered if Longshanks had made it out alright in Albany but for now, a medic was attempting to remove the bullet for his shoulder and then sitich it up. It didn't go too far into the shoulder but it made a dent in his armour.
Sudova
09-02-2009, 08:39
Corporal Mason
Greta heard the order, but it took a considerable act of will to keep her hands off of her weapons.

"Everybody, Canteen Check!" she barked, moving among her men, she sloshed their canteens, then gave each of them a paper paquet from their own medical pouch. "Chew on it, you're looking pekid." she told a few of her men-the ones that were closest to being lost to the drums.

The force of discipline-and post-hypnotic suggestions implanted in basic training caused the worst ones to chew up the tablets and take a drink.

The tabs are basically a variant of prozac, calming the rage and buffering the nervous systems enough to avoid shock reactions-without making the user 'loopy' or adversely affecting drilled-in and trained-in reactions.

Greta Really didn't want to explain to the Lynions why her men were going to shoot surrendering POW's-hence, the drugs.

She took her own dose last...and realized how much she hurt.

She looked down at the ballistic vest, and realized it was slick with blood.

"Oh, shit...Corpsma-" she grayed out and fell like a deflated balloon.


Private Drayton

Drayton saw the Yorkies throwing down arms. Praise the gods... He picked up the pack off a dead corpsman, and started checking the men on his team-making the ones that were too 'on' with the Drums take their doses with water, then dressing wounds. After seeing to the men in his unit, he found the "Ell-Tee", August.

"Five dead, seven wounded, three for Medevac, Sir." he told the Lynion officer, "Hastings and MacBride are on Clexerol doses, with Padrov and Goldstein keepin' an eye on 'em, I've got six combat-effectives left, where you want us, Sir?"
Lynion
09-02-2009, 11:02
OOC: Sudova TG for you.
Sudova
09-02-2009, 11:54
ooc: Reply sent, if it works for you, we'll run it?
Sudova
10-02-2009, 10:23
Aid Station, Adelaide...

A Lynion Medic and a Sudovan Corpsman moved a gurney over. The man laying on that gurney was a mountain of a man-or would have been, if he were conscious. Slavic features on a Viking's build, the boy was probably not a day over nineteen, and he was in a bad way. They'd had to cut his flak-vest off. The Lynion medic was on the verge of scolding the Corpsman for the patient's condition.

"You dolt, you've drugged him." the Medic scolded, "This's gonna make it twice as hard to-"

The Corpsman was small, relatively dark in feature and cast-hints of distant mingling of semitic and Norse features, and the improbable name of Hargle Benjam'n. "No...see, if he wasn't tranqued, we'd have to wait for him to fucking DIE before he'd let us touch him-he heard the damn drums when he tore that Machine-gun emplacement up."

"What do you mean, 'heard the drums'?" the Lynion medic asked.

"Berserker, jerkwad." Honestly, Corpsman Benjam'n was on edge himself-in spite of being from a subsect of Sudovan Jews that embraced non-violence, he was the product of more than a thousand years of interbreeding with The People of The Ships-he could feel the pulse, and struggled with the psychotic rage-state known as "Hearing the Drums" himself. It made him snappy with the Lynion Medic, and anyone else he wasn't directly trying to patch and save. "Anyway, you guys got the blood-type? We're fresh out, and if you don't, might as well start building this guy's Pyre now."

"Sure, what's the guy's name?" the Lynion asked, "So I can log him in..."

"Nash, Gerald Fenix, Lance Corporal." Benjam'n replied, "Injuries include massive blood-loss from multiple penetrating traumas, damage to the spleen, liver, right kidney, small intestine, and right lung-including penetrating fragments from his vest and the wall the Yorkies blew when they were retreating. He's been bandaged and we're using universal Blood Supplement type Four laced with Clexerol and grade two Morphine-to keep him from trying to get up and attack his physicians."
Lynion
10-02-2009, 11:55
The Lynion Medic went over to some blood packs in the fridge. He went through them quickly but they ran out of the blood type Gerald Fenix required. This was going to be a problem but he looked at the fit Lynion's. He went over to Rathma Phoenix and asked him for his blood type which resulted in being the same blood Gerald required.

"How many litres do you think we'll need? I've got someone who can give Gerald some blood and they got the same blood type," asked the Lynion Medic.
Northam-York
13-02-2009, 01:30
The war was over for General White and the remaining elements of his army surrounding the Town Centre. He had come out alongside with his staff and looked at his exhuasted forces. They had lined up and started to throw their weapons and ammo into a pile and waited for further orders. General White had issued the M-16 series among his men alongside the AK series. He thought his men were well equipped but he never expected to see a blitzberg attack by the Lynion's so quickly. General White stepped forward to the Lynion Commanding Officer and presented his semi-automatic pistol to him.

"Congulations commander," started General White. "I'll admit defeat and I want you to accept my pistol as a sign that Albany is yours," added General White as he offered his 9mm pistol to the Lynion Commander. General White was in his 60's and had served as a veteran during the Civil War in the early stages of the country. Now, he had admitted defeat for the first time and he held no regreats.
Sudova
13-02-2009, 10:54
The Lynion Medic went over to some blood packs in the fridge. He went through them quickly but they ran out of the blood type Gerald Fenix required. This was going to be a problem but he looked at the fit Lynion's. He went over to Rathma Phoenix and asked him for his blood type which resulted in being the same blood Gerald required.

"How many litres do you think we'll need? I've got someone who can give Gerald some blood and they got the same blood type," asked the Lynion Medic.

"Two and a half, maybe as much as three." Corpsman Benjam'n replied, "We can bulk that up with UBS as long as he doesn't have any additional organ failures, provided we can keep him unconscious until his body starts producing enough to sustain itself."
Lynion
13-02-2009, 13:52
Albany

"I'll take you up on your offer general," replied Longshanks as he took General's White's 9mm semi-automatice pistol. "Go join your men and officers for the time being. You can talk to them and inform them that'll they'll be cared accordingly to our laws. Take note: WA Laws do not exist within our kingdom and we don't intend to have them," finished Longshanks.

Longshanks stepped back as General White and his staff was escorted back to their forces. Longshanks was joined with Jaxson, Daniel and Edward as they watched column's of armour and infantry units pour through Albany. They had a mission to establish a base of operations and prepare for a counter-attack by the enemy. However, Longshanks had a feeling that Northam was going to be a hell of a seige.

"Have the Sudovian Commanders join us in a drink for the capture and the loss of our forces," ordered Longshanks. "We also need a count of the dead and the wounded. Secured Yorkian weapon stockpiles and anything else you can find," ordered Longshanks to the Hunters.

Adelaide

"I'll get right onto that," replied the Lynion Medic as the healthy and the treated ones were located to another medical section of the compound. "Alright sir, I'll just take 3 litres of blood out of your viens," smiled the medic as he strapped a device into Rathma's vien in his arm. It started to take some blood out of Rathma's vein's and into a 3 litre bottle. The doctor's started meatball surgery onto the wounded until they could send the wounded onto medical frigates.

"Fenix was his last name?" Rathma asked the medic.

"Different spelling from yours sir," replied the medic as he stuck the tube into the bottle.

"I know," replied Rathma. 'Still, it would be nice to find a relative of some kind,' thought Rathma to himself.
Sudova
17-02-2009, 11:02
Albany...

The Lynion messenger found the senior Marine officer down by the beach, building pyres with the unit's engineers. The Pyres were for the dead, both Yorkish, and Sudovan. Lt. Colonel James Kinney wasn't the "Old man" who'd come ashore. THAT 'old man' had left the tactical coordination of Sudovan assets to his executive officer, and gone out to seek an honourable death after forty years of service. Colonel Dunshee had found that death, and left the Regiment in the hands of a younger man.

"Tell Longshanks I'll be along as soon as the work's done." He told the Messenger, "I've a lot of working left to do-we'll have a full accounting of the dead by sometime tonight."

Kinney was a "Man of the Hills" who'd heard the Sea's call and answered, but he was a Hillsman, so first the grim work of accounting the dead and broken, then the work of cleaning up the debris, including left-over ordinance, and then, the jobs that come with Captives-assuring the POW's are fed, have shelter, and are guarded until it was safe to release them-either on Parole, or to the Lynions directly.

Captain Grimand, an Engineering officer, tapped him on the shoulder, "Sir, you're the CO now, you don't drink his whiskey, what's that say about you?" the engineer didn't add, About us??

Kinney sighed, "Okay, okay..." he looked at the messenger again, "I'll be along at eighteen thirty hours, and I'll have a drink then."
Sudova
17-02-2009, 11:10
Adelaide...

When the blood went in, it didn't come back out again. That was how it went-the doctors had successfully managed to prevent Lance Corporal Gerald Fenix from bleeding out either inside, or outside.

Biology is a funny thing-Lynions have a peculiar and unique biological quirk, one not shared by more than ninety seven percent of the world's population. Sudovans have one too-but it's slightly less rare, and far easier to find world-wide.

Lance Corporal Gerald Fenix had too much "Lynion" in his biology. Tissue-typing and testing from the surgery showed it-a grandparent, or a great-grandparent, was of Lynion stock, a virtual impossibility given his own nation's relative lack of such heavy contact, but there nonetheless... Somehow, there was a Romanian Werewolf in Gerald's family, and it was less than six generations separated.
Lynion
17-02-2009, 11:21
OOC: Correction, the Lynion blood line is unquie and the chance of having Lynion Blood is about 3%. Another thing, for Gerald Fenix, it would be his great-grandfather who was a Romanian werewolf. For Rathma, it would be his father.

IC:

Adelaide

"Sir, we may have a relative that we found by mistake," started a Lynion doctor known as Doctor Hawkeye. "We found out the results when we perform surgery,"

"Errr..." growled Rathma. "I thought that file was closed and classified. Who re-open the case?" snapped Rathma as most of the Lynion's were now focused on their commander and the hope that he might've found a relative.

"It was High King Vamp sir and I can't over-ride the order," replied Hawkeye calmly as he sat down on the chair opposite of Rathma. "I don't know what's it like to grow up without siblings, parents or relatives but I do know that...that putting this chance aside is stuipd. Would you at least..."

"Then why the fu*k did my parents abandon me all those decades ago? Why didn't they say something?" snapped Rathma as he stood up from his chair as his wounded was healed. "I tell you what, write up a decent report, send it to my wife, Woff, Lee, Mavax and Vamp and ask them what they think of it. Until all of them agree and for I know, this could be a made up bluff,"

Rathma went outside the tent and calmed himself down. He had just pushed the good doctor aside and made his men think he wasn't going to take care of a possible relative. The day was calm as more armour was flowing through the city with ease while Rathma's squad gathered together.
Sudova
17-02-2009, 20:52
ooc: Fixed.
Sudova
21-02-2009, 12:42
Adelaide...Sudovan Marine Construction Battalion 3, 5th Marines...

Lt.Colonel Riordan Ries picked up a crumbled piece of a wall. "We'll start here." she said, "The shell-shock's going to wear off for the civvies soon enough-and they're going to be thirsty, and hungry, and cold." she tossed the bit of rubble down the street. "I want this avenue cleaned up and cleared of rubble, survey crews working on assessing stable structures and removing the ones that are too dangerous to repair. This kind of invasion's going to need housing and the sooner this mess is cleared away and people can return to their homes, the fewer feuds with angry locals the occupation forces are going to be dealing with-and the fewer 'accidents' are going to happen with bored troopies coming in, or going out."

Landing Zone Gnutti, outside Adelaide...

The sudovans began unloading construction equipment and driving it through their 'invasion corridor' into the ruins of the city. Per their doctrine, this was part consolidation phase, part humanitarian mission (really just part of consolidation-now that the city had fallen, it would be necessary that it be a functioning city again-getting the power and water running and the sewers cleared and functional would be needed for either the Lynions to hold the city, or to use it as a base to take the rest of the country. At minimum, restoring basic sanitation would serve the war-effort in both limiting casualties among the allies from diseases, and limiting civilian deaths from those same diseases-possibly reducing methods for a Northam-Yorkish 'resistance' to form by eliminating easy points of complaint, and thereby keeping order.)


Albany...

"...construction equipment's moving up with the A and B companies of the 2/2 Engineers, I've got survey teams and crews working to clear unstable structures for demolitions, and marking stable but damaged buildings for repair." Kinney made his report to Longshanks, "We've got account of two thousand casualties, about three hundered of ours dead, another six are pretty much out of the war-too screwed up to fight, including most of the senior officers above the rank of Major-lots of those guys figured they'd have to find an ice-flow or something to go out with their honour intact." He put the clip-board down, "We're ninety-percent operational with armour and helicopter assets, and about sixty percent with infantry, ninety eight percent with the Engineers units. Ammunition re-supply's going per schedule right now-I'd like to establish a couple of depots, but I don't know what side of town you want 'em put."
Northam-York
22-02-2009, 12:04
4 Months since the Battle for Albany ended
Northam Line, 30 kilometres from the Capital City of Northam
0631 Hours

The war was going badly for the Northamian's beseiged up in their capital city which was dug into a mountain. The snowy plains of about 10 kilometres was No-Man's Land which all that stood between the two vast armies. General Rommel had only around 500,000 Soldiers in the trenches, maybe 300 Artillery pieces, 184 operational Abram Battle Tanks, 203 operational T-72 Battle Tanks and around 36 MiG Gunships. General Rommel was the last general alive for Northam to use against the Lynion Forces.

The day was quiet as the changing of the watchmen had started. General Rommel was covered in a thick fur cloak as he surveyed the open plains before them. He watched the snow flakes past around him as he made sure his goggles were covering his eyes. This was it. Inside of him, a feeling stirred around him knowing that out there, the Lynion Forces were going to start another attack. This was concluded after the weather station detected a violent thunder storm was about to pass over the battlefield.

"This is looking bad for us," Rommel stated as Colonel August joined him for a quick smoke. "It's being maybe 5 months since the war began and look at us now. We've being driven back to the capital city in less than 2 months and now...now there's no hope,"

"It is true general," August replied accepting the fact that their day of defeat was about to arrive. "We only have a million troops defending Northam. 3/4 spread out across the main line and the remaining 1/4 attempting to keep the peace in the city," sighed August.

"Nevertheless, the Lynion's are going to face their toughest Northam General since the war was started by us," stated Rommel as he turned around and started barking out orders. "They may out-number us 4 to 1, but we can best them in every move they make,"
Sudova
22-02-2009, 12:29
Command Post Echo, 2nd Division, Sudovan Marine Corps...

"...dug into a mountain...so they're bunkered, and that mountain's a wart on a plain?" Brigadier Kinney had been "in Theatre" since he'd been a Major, four months ago.

"Yessir." Captain Drayton replied.

"You know what the real problem with an impregnable fortress is, Captain?" Kinney continued.

"No sir." Drayton replied.

"The REAL problem, is that if it's tough enough to prevent a dedicated enemy from getting IN, it's tough enough to keep you from getting OUT-especially if someone concretes the exits and the vents."

"Sir, you won't get the Lynions to agree to that kind of move." Drayton noted, "It'd violate THEIR rules."

"I'll file your objection, Captain, and be thankful that they're not asking US to do it...at least, not yet." Kinney said, "Anyway, how's the new 'officer status' treating you?"

Drayton shrugged, "Not too bad, I guess-I'd have been satisfied with staying a Sargeant after Albany."

"I'd have been happy to retire as a Major, Captain. Life doesn't always give us what we would like to have-your Company's finished assimilating the replacements?"

"Yes, sir."

"How many guys on Meds?" Kinney asked, "Percentage wise?"

"About one in five, Sir." Drayton said, "The rest don't seem to hear the Drums."

"Good-it might have been an advantage a thousand years ago, but in the Modern world, it's a definite problem." Kinney said.

"I know, sir." Drayton answered, "Um, I've got work to do, and...can I go now, sir?"

"Sure."
Lynion
22-02-2009, 15:24
Lynion HQ
Northam Provience, Albany
0830 Hours

"Thank you gentlemen for taking some busy time to attend the final play of cards," started Vamperial Grand Aerial Headmaster Lee King as he stood in front of a map of the City of Northam while high ranking officers were looking at him. "First of all, I would like to thank our ally the Sudovians for aiding us in this war. I would like to thank the Sudovian commander for attending the meeting and I'll hand the first part of the breifing over to Vamperial Wolverine Master Rathma," concluded Lee as he stepped aside as a hologram of Rathma appeared in front of the map.

"Welcome to a living nightmare commanders," started Rathma as the map showed the positions of the frontline trenches. "Over the past month, we besieged the City of Northam but they're not going to give up so easily however, things can change and we'll make a change," Rathma then turned to the map as a semi-circle of red was seen in front of what looked to be a ridge of some kind.

"First of all, as everyone knows, we got 10 kilometres of open terrian known as No-Man's land between the Lynion-Sudovian Lines and the Northam Lines," started Rathma. "This is going to be difficult for us to move without taking heavy causlities. So that's why I suggest we take the back door into Northam but this is going to require skill," Rathma then extended to the map to the back of Northam and circle a harbour of some kind with several enterances into the city. "In two days time, we'll be cunducting air strikes at military installations and move our troops partically into No-Man's land. This is going to be a big risk so the aircraft will be targetting their artillery batteries to ensure our troops can move freely. Once the artillery pieces have being removed, two Lynion Tank Regiments are going to be engaging the Northam armour out in the open plain. This will buy us time to push our artillery forward and start pounding the enemy trenches. Expect enemy gunships acting as their support and their armour are said to be T-72 Battle Tanks and M1 Abrams," briefed Rathma. "Which brings us to our last phase,"

The map views the Northam Harbour and the positions of the enemy fleet, the Sudovian's and the Lynion Naval Fleets. It also shows the positions of a landing force preparing itself.

"Our last phase will be the landing's. Sudovian and Lynion Naval Warships will engage Northam Naval Forces in the harbour. If the attacks that I stated before go as plan, the landing force may have little resistance but everyone should treat it like they'll be expecting us," started Rathma. "The two navies will flood and consume the enemy fleet swiftly. We then begin the landings at the harbour. Everyone will have to move swiftly as the Northam Defenders will out-number us and if we slack off, they'll defeat us. 15th Air Force Wing, 1st Aerial Squadron and the 23rd Air Force Wing will be providing us with air support," the map then showed the positions of the air support as it turned to Northam. "Once the landings have succeded, the front will sweep across No Man's Land and engage the Northam Defenders. We'll Then join the two forces and push towards their Presidential Palace," concluded Rathma. "Does anybody have any questions at this time?"
Sudova
23-02-2009, 09:07
Lynion HQ...

Brigadier Kinney thought about Drayton's grim expression last night, and spoke up. "That Harbour's a good kill-box." he said, "IF we could put troops upslope to hit the defenses, we might have a better chance of not getting meat-grindered in there-what kind of anti-air have they got covering that, and can an airborne or air-assault unit to drop in ON the harbour defenses? the delay in their response time could make the actual landing easier."
Lynion
25-02-2009, 15:35
"And we'll suffer high causilities and that's why Vamperial Class Battleships have being called into this operation," replied Rathma sounding slightly coldly. "These ships have being fitted with Lee's new weapon and I've being told that they'll rip through any bunker Northam will have standing before us,"

"Hold on," started one of the Lynion Commanders. "Vamperial Class Battleships are based on theory, whats to say that they'll work? I'm not saying Lee's weapon is based on theory, everyone has seen it work but can it really work on a battleship?"

"Vamperial Battleships have worked in the past and now, they'll be baptise in fire," replied Rathma firmly. "Referring back to the brigadier's question. First of all they got AA cover over the entire mountain range and it'll be suicidal to land an airborne division right on top of them. However, we do have one opition we can use to air drop some blokes behind enemy lines," Rathma pointed to a point that could be used as a landing point. "If we use our skilled pilots, we could para-drop around 120 men at the most. If we do that, it'll be our Spec Ops. Reaper Squad will be able to make a landing alongside Sudovian Spec Ops. They'll decend from the rear and engage the Northam Forces head on before the landings. It'll draw every damn gun in the sector right on top of them but it'll have their backs to the landings," explained Rathma. "If we move fast, the navy and the air force responds quickly, we can secure the landings with min loss. The Vamperial Class Battleships will help change the tide of the war in our favour. If there's another pointer or question somebody wants to make, be quick about it,"