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From here on out, only strictly necessary OOC stuff on this thread, all else goes here (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=586140). My first post is just going to set the stage.

IC:
Generalissimo Grimmeberger looked at the top expert in the Federation of Extraterrestrial and Paranormal research (not state funded, obviously) like he was completely insane. What else could he be, if what was being told to him was actually meant to be taken seriously.

"I'm positive, sir. We got the communication yesterday, and it was translated quickly, due to the excitement and hopes associated with such a discovery. There is no doubt about it. There is an extraterrestrial invasion of Earth en route now. Apparently by a particularly dispicable race. This communication was sent as a desperate...plea, I imagine, just before the people that sent it were overcome."

Grimmeberger looked at him with all due seriousness and asked, completely seriously: "Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"SHIT!" Grimmeberger decided to take the message seriously. He would also check with other world leaders to see if associated experts within their countries had found anything similar.

The White Corporation Minister, Karl Kolb, was already distressed. His daughter is on the run. He's in the Alanean Army General's bad books. He'd really like to lock his office and listen to some soothing music, even for just a few minutes. But no..that stupid intern girl comes barging in without knocking again.
'Minister Kolb!' she said dramatically, 'I've been told to tell you that a threatening transmission has just been received.'
He sat up importantly. 'From where?'
'A foreign state informed the Corporation's press office, sir..'
'Give me details.'
'Aliens, sir..'
Minister Kolb scowled at her and thought she'd been out in the snow for too long. She handed him however an official report from the White Corp. Observations Team. So it was true. The transmission is genuine [not a lie from crazy intern girl].
'We don't have an alliance for this kind of thing..' he muttered to himself.
'We've been told there's a nation who has an Extraterrestrial and Paranormal research department. We could contact their state and announce our assistance...'
'Good idea. Now go and forward that message. I'll contact the governer.'

In the meantime, Grimmeberger had decided the best thing to do was declare a general mobilization, while simultaneously not telling anyone outside his inner-circle of confidants and advisors.

A general mobilization is always good, Grimmeberger thought, somewhat amused. Keeps everyone on their toes.

He stood up on the podium in front of the crowd.

"Due to the potential of an emergency situation involving the Federation developing, the nature of which cannot at this time be disclosed, I hereby call for a general mobilization of all inactive and reserve military units and for ammunition production to kick into full gear. More information regarding the danger will become available as events warrent. Thank you." And with that, Grimmeberger left. He had a mobilization to plan.

Governer Sandra Gustav only just returns from a foreign labour talk with The Halbetan Union. She has ordered an immediate assembly of Alanean Army units. The White Corporation has initiated full defence surveillance systems on all points of Alanea. She orders lockdown on the capital city and the Black Corporation have been ordered to evacuate the Monarchy.

The Silver Corporation have issued a public warning:

CITIZENS OF ALANEA. OUR REPUBLIC IS UNDER THREAT FROM A POTENTIAL MASS INVASION. PLEASE ASSEMBLE IMMEDIATELY TO YOUR NEAREST RED CORPORATION BASE. IT IS IMPERATIVE THAT YOU STAY UNDER STATE SECURITY UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE. PLEASE CARRY OUT THESE ORDERS IMMEDIATELY. WE REPEAT-A POTENTIAL MASS INVASION THREATENS THE STATE.

Premier Mark Tanner sat in his office. It was moments like these that made him wish he had stayed in SWORD. "So, you're saying we have an alien invasion en route as we speak?" "Yes, Premier," replied Carl Sandur, the Director of Science and Technology, "it appears these alien have already decimated at least one other race. Whatever these things are, they're dangerous." "We need to coordinate with someone else on this. We cannot take on a whole species by ourselves." He turned to his secretary. "Take a message to whoever discovered this..."

To the Federation:
We have received your message. We are willing to cooperate fully in this matter. Please provide us with any additional information you have uncovered.
Signed
-Premier Mark Tanner

Tanner turned back to his Director of Orbital Development. "Make sure the OKAPs are fully functional." The OKAPs, or Orbital Kinetic Attack Platforms, were a system of 15 satellites, each armed with 10 kinetic rods, capable of doing as much damage as an atomic weapon, without the radiation. They would come in very handy...

The Alanean government have temporarily evacuated, for safety reasons, diplomats and ambassadors from The Armed Republic of Nachmere, The Rogue Nation of Tourturous Chamber, The Democratic Republic of Ustio North and The Republic of The Battlehawk.

The White Corporation have sent a message to all its international friends to prepare for the coming threat.

Minister Kolb is considering the shutdown of all power supplies above ground level.

Latest Purple Corp. Report.

In Orbit Above the Earth
The OKAPs were ready. The platform controllers were fully briefed for what to expect. Most thought it some elaborate prank. The few that took it seriously made sure their platforms were ready to fire at incoming objects, rather than at Earth targets.

Four weeks went by.
Grimmeberger was quite pleased with his generals' work.

They had managed to mobilize the entirety of their 120 standing divisions and raise another 60 'fresh meat' divisions, though they weren't entirely ready for combat.

Due to fresh information that the approaching horde (now visible by telescope) was massive, and that evacuation of cities was not a possibility, vast fortifications began to be erected around each city's 'downtown,' with the suburbs excluded because of the impracticality of fortifying them.

Now that things were moving, the government felt comfortable releasing all the information.

"A few weeks ago, we discovered a transmission from a peaceful alien race." There were audible mumbles from the crowd and assembled press representatives.

"However, this peaceful race does not exist any longer. They were wiped out by another race. A massive race. One which, based on the the information sent to us, is headed for Earth. Their intent, we believe, is nothing short of conquest. That is the reason for the general military projects going on within our nation."

"We know very little of the aggressors, other than that there are a lot of them. We will have to fight them for every inch, and it is very likely that thousands, no, millions, of lives will be lost. I'm sorry to say it, but it is a very real possibility."

"When the enemy lands, I ask that you take refuge in the underground shelters constructed in either the mountains or under the cities. I am also calling all men ages 16-60 back into the military to defend the country in its darkest hour."

Now for the bombshells.
"The reason you all must take cover, is, however, rather grusome. We have it from good sources that these aliens devour and exploit their subjugated territory. And by 'devour, I mean, they eat the populations. Those would include humans. And they are expected to arrive in eight months."

"To defend the country in its time of need, I am also hereby ordering the release and reinstatement of Major General Stanley Neniven to defend the nation."

"Good night, and good luck."

The new announcement from the Federation (OOC-what is your nation name exactly? The Fanboyists?) shocked Tanner. He released the following message.
"By now, you have heard what we are facing. To deal with this horrible threat, I am ordering an immediate mobilization of all military-age men. I am also announcing the formation of the Woman's Death Battalions, which served in the fight for independence, and now will serve in the fight for survival. Also, all nonessential civilian manufacturing is hereby halted, and is being replaced by military manufacturing. When the time comes, all non-military personnel are to evacuate to mountains, where there will be shelters waiting. God help us all."

Across Comorostan, new divisions were raised. While some were admittedly underarmed and undertrained, they would fight for their race. Production of tanks and artillery and planes went into overdrive. And several new OKAPs were readied for launch. When the alien horde arrived, Comorostan would be ready with weapons loaded.

Alanea is rather eerily still. The only movements are those of the Army. Patrols and squadrons of soldiers are scaling the cities and towns, making sure each entrace to Alanea's sub-network is fully protected and hidden. The Army General Kang Lee has proposed 'Operation Airbag'. His vision is that when the invaders eventually reach and penetrate Alanea, they will realise or assume it is empty and move on.

He has however received criticism from the White Corporation. Minister Kolb has information that the invaders' technology could probably detect our sub-network of shelters, markets and Metro systems. Minister Kolb suggests we ally with other nations and concentrate our men around the capital.

General Lee has hit back at the White Corp. He is bitter about the state's weapons developments. 'They're made on the basis of the stale Pegasus philosophy' he said in a report to the Silver Corp. broadcasting programme STATEWATCH, which is now the Silver Corp's only form of communication with the public. 'Our state's weaponry is based on tranquilising, dispatching, gasing. We have very little weaponry that's actually lethal. To top that miserable fact we have no idea what kind of technology the enemy posesses. We are sitting ducks unless we get urgently needed help from foreign states. And fast.'

The Alanean government has issued a weapons appeal to all willing nations.

STATEWATCH Report.

Inner Command, The Fang
"You are taking the piss arnt you?"
"No Sir. We have confirmed it, Deep space observation confirms it, we have an extra-terrestial forces in-bound"
"Ok, why do I feel like I am in some form of twisted sci-fi novel?
"Maybe because we are sir?"
"Always the sense of humour eh? Okay put all forces to full alert, get on the horn to the NDC and OWSC, get them to full alert too."
"Yes sir, will you be adressing the Nation?"
"Yes I think I will, Dismissed!"


Flash To All Wolf Hold Military Units

All units to full war footing. The alert Level is now at Defcon 1. All ships in Port Palla are to put to sea, all aircraft are to establish CAP above military instalations. NDC and OWSC are to full alert and are deploying mobile command centres. Also the Flying Wolf is at T-minus 5 minutes to launch. Read your hearts and Fangs. Central Command Out

OOC: Its either the Federation of the North Atlantic Territories, or commonly the Fanboyist Federation (either Fanboyists or Federation for short). Also, please recheck the OOC thread. I have question for you.

IC:
Grimmeberger hurridly sent a message to the Comorostanian government, who had pledged international cooperation in the current emergency.


To Premier Mark Tanner

An urgent military project is of the upmost importance at the moment, and we would like to know if your military engineers would be willing to aid us in developing a new warmachine for the use of both out peoples.

We believe a supertank is necessary.

OOC-thanks, and I answered your question
IC-Tanner looked at the message. "A supertank, eh? Well hey, who am I to stand in the way of military progress?"

To the Federation:
We will cooperate fully in the matter of building a supertank. Our best armor engineers are at your disposal.
Signed
-Premier Mark Tanner

Grimmeberger read the Premier's reply.

"Excellent. Have two factories devoted to the creation and production of the planned Fenrir tank (OOC: Tiger II), Captain Reynolds. And see to it that enough are produced for both countries. Get to work. Now!"

To Premier Mark Tanner
From Generalissimo Steven Grimmeberger

Thank you for your cooperation. The best of our Austro-Bavarian Armour Works are being used to develop the tank. It will hopefully be ready within a few months, though we may have to sacrifice a little bit of quality in order for them to be finished in time. Blue prints for the systems will be sent to you and your military to begin training with as soon as possible.

Thank you again for your cooperation.

The Alanean governer Sandra Gustave sends a message to Premier Mark Tanner:

I understand you have recently established an embassy in our capital. We accept your application however cannot start any building until the Posleen invasion is no longer a threat. In the meantime we plea to your nation for assistance in weapons provisions. We have an effective sub-network, however our weapons range is not adequate in repelling such an attack. Please respond, Governer Gustav.

OOC: I'm gonna go for lunch for a little bit. Be back later.

To Governor Gustav:
We fully understand in the matter of the embassy. We will supply you with whatever weapons you require, and of course you shall receive the protection of the OKAP system.
-Premier Mark Tanner

To Generalissimo Steven Grimmeberger:
Our engineers await the blueprints. In addition we are continuing work on a system for early detection of the alien fleet. We would appreciate any assistance.
-Premier Mark Tanner

To Premier Mark Tanner:

We require approximately 100,000 rifles, explosives and small missiles and torpedos. We can duplicate these weapons en masse once received and can send more weapons to Comorostan if needed.

We fully offer our sub-network system, should you need to hide or protect any high profile figures from the invasion. Our sub-network is of the highest security and inhabitants can survive for several years without having to go above ground level. We have excellent facilities awaiting.

We wish you luck in your preparations against this common enemy.

Sandra Gustav, Purple Corp. Minister.

The weapons are en route now. Several of our Directors are also en route. They will require a way to communicate, as I and a few top leaders will remain in Comorostan.

Received and welcomed. The Alanean Republic thanks you!

Sandra Gustav, Purple Corp. Minister.

Battlegroup Flying Wolf
The Command Crusier Pulled began to bank left and level out. The escorting crusiers were 4 Gyges AA crusiers and 1 Kottos ESM Cruiser. The battlegroup was called Flying Wolf and they were preparing to be the first line of defence for the Wolf Hold. "This is Wolf 1 to battlegroup we are passing Comorostans borders, be careful we dont want to start an interntional incident." The 6 Large Crusiers began to bank over comorstans coast

Meanwhile in the Wolf Hold
The cities had fallen quiet across the Wolf Hold. Troops were entrenched in deep around their cities. Tanks patrolled the streets, the only activity were the line of people queing to join up and defend their nation. Equiping them was no problem. Central command had authorised the opening of the great arms wharehouses. Also with 8 months to train they should be ready. The Wolf Hold Military had already increased from 1 million to somwhere in the area of 6 million and it was still growing. Unlike many nations of the world, their was no panic, just the resolve to defeat this incomming threat together.

To: Premier Tanner
From: Generalissimo Grimmeberger
Re: Early Detection Systems

We have sent our best radar and detection experts to you to aid in the creation of the early detection system.

Early blueprints for the Fenrir/Tiger Tanks are also en-route.

To: Generalissimo Grimmeberger
We thank you for the contribution, and the blueprints.

The Wolf Hold cruisers were noted. To the top brass, they were impressive. To the average soldier on the ground, they were the most unusual thing they had ever seen.

Meanwhile, the buildup continued. The army swelled with new recruits, and the Woman's Death Battalions were expanded to Regiments. The shelters in the western mountains were on schedule, and the first civvies would be ale to enter in a matter of weeks.

Central Command decided it was time to contact the rest of the world.

To: Nations Of The World
From: Wolf Hold Central Command

As you are no doubt aware of the impening attack on our planet by this hostile invasion. We have no hope to stand against it alone, we now ask for the details of what other nations are preparing to do, to deal with the impending attack, so we can factor them into our defensive plans.

The Alanean Army has been able to duplicate its weapons supply by 60%. We now have weapons available for export.

From STATEWATCH TV.

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Minister Kolb is making good use of the Comorostanian directors. Together with the White Corp's Obsrvations Team, they have been able to photograph the advancing enemy. They are getting closer each day. He orders the conscription of 300 Alaneans. He will continue his cloning research and keep the allies informed.

To Wof Hold Central Command,

The Alanean government has placed all civilians in our sub-network below ground level. We have about 700,000 rifles and several more explosives and missiles. We are currently monitoring the advancing enemy. Our White Corporation is also attempting to reopen the potential breakthrough cloning technology that was dissolved yesterday. We hope to produce stronger copies of our soldiers through a process of super-stimulated cell growth. The experiment is however not yet proven to work and time is running out.

Battlegroup Flying Wolf
Meanwhile in the Wolf Hold
The cities had fallen quiet across the Wolf Hold. Troops were entrenched in deep around their cities. Tanks patrolled the streets, the only activity were the line of people queing to join up and defend their nation. Equiping them was no problem. Central command had authorised the opening of the great arms wharehouses. Also with 8 months to train they should be ready. The Wolf Hold Military had already increased from 1 million to somwhere in the area of 6 million and it was still growing. Unlike many nations of the world, their was no panic, just the resolve to defeat this incomming threat together.

OOC: This is why I figured we didn't need alien tech transfer: we're a lot bigger than the countries are in the books.

I'm also going to jump ahead a little bit, as at the moment everyone is still preparing.
IC:
Months Until Posleen Arrival: 4 and 1/2 Months

The defenses around the Federation's cities were nearly complete, and the basic prototype for the Fenrir/Tiger supertank (sans railgun at this point) was ready, and a handful of prototypes were distributed to both the Federation and Comorostan. The 12" railguns were still being developed but were expected to be ready for the final production of the Fenrir. Even if it wasn't a railgun, the 12" rifle would still do nasty stuff to the Posties (slang for Posleen). Defensive Railgun batteries had been set up in various hardened and fortified areas to inhibit landings, an Federal Armoured Divisions were practicing their routine of rolling up Postie forces (using simulations).

Things were going as well as they could be, given that a ravening alien horde was preparing to bear down on the Earth.

The arrival of the first batch of Fennir tanks was a godsend. Every factory in Muirek was devoted to turning out parts to build more supertanks.

With the OKAP system strengthened, additional kinetic batteries were emplaced in the mountains and around the major cities. These could take out any ships that got close enough, as well as fire as artillery. Premier Tanner doubted even the aliens could withstand a massive kinetic rod striking their center. Then again, best to be safe. The secret facilities underneath Sulima begin turning out additional nuclear artillery shells and neutron warheads. And realizing the fighting was going to be from entrenched positions, hundreds of civilians were put to work erecting massive steel and concrete fortifications around all major cities. Additional fortress were built in the hills. Those mountains were rapidly being taken over by steel and concrete, as Comorostani planners made maximum use of their ease of defense. If the country survived this, it would be a land of walls, bunkers, and trenches.

The Wolf Hold
The past 4 months had been spent fortifying the already heavily fortified cities of the Wolf Hold. They had developed their proto-type railguns into production models and had re-equiped thier ground based defences and fleet with them. This had been possible with all possible funding going to the military. Yes the economy would be smashed afterwards but at least their should be a afterwards. Also the military was still increasing every day now, with atleast 12% of the population armed and trained. The rest of the population was taking shelter in their cities. The preparations were alomst complete with only the last of the recruits to train. However deep inside The Fang, a group of scientist worked ceasly over Project Fell.

Battle Group Flying Wolf
After doing several fly bys of Comorstan, the battlegroup began to accept its fighter complement. All to be stored in the command cruisers internal hanger decks. They were now up to full combat stock and had been joined by another 3 Kottos ESM cruisers and 2 Gyges stright out og the factory. It was a sight to behold.

The White Corporation have installed missile launchers along the east, west and south coasts. Blue Corp. have increased submarine numbers in Alanean waters and are running through mock marine assaults on airborne targets. The capital has been fortified with previously installed titanium walls and sheilds. Stores in fuel, food and explosives are being taken into the sub-network. The Army now feel prepared for the invasion. Exportation of the Alanean horse to safer regions has begun to prevent extinction of the national animal. Airports will now close off runways to international arrivals.

OOC: Its occured to me that us nerds that have read the books have an unfair advantage. Oh well. I also hope we don't get slapped with copyright lawsuits, haha.

IC:
As the railguns were completed for the Fenrir tanks, they were shipped around to refit the already completed tanks that still had the rifles instead, including the ones that had been shipped to Comorostan.

The Federal Navy had been deployed (including mothballed battleships) to provide extra firepower against the Posleen landing ships. Kinetic rail batteries had been installed in mountain fortresses (which had also been prepared to take refugees in their underground city components) and, though smaller, immedietely around cities as well.

The logical conclusion, given that the Posleen lacked support personnel and proper food supplies was that the invaders would head straight for the cities, so as much of the civilian population as possible was evacuated to the mountain fortresses in the Federal Appalachins and the Alps. Additional fortifications were erected along all the major rivers: The Rhine, Vistula, Potomac, Nile, Black Warrior, Savannah, Tennessee, Rio Grande, Tiber, Ebro, Seine, Mississippi, and Danube: in addition to this being common logic against any opponent, Posleen, being centauroids and rather dense, are incapable of swimming and have no officer corps, so the rivers, properly defended, were damn near insurmountable obstacles.

The Crimean Penninsula had been turned into a fortress (the fact that "Ol' Bastion" Sevastopol was there only helped), and the Federation had been divided into military districts under various commands:

Europe
-Vistula-Crimea - Field Marshal (FM) Stanley Neniven
-Scandinavia - Col.Gen. Lelland Iverson
-Rhine - FM Fedor von Wallentstein
-Danube - Generalissimo Steven Grimmeberger
-Seine - Col.Gen. Tomas Mazarin
-Ebro - FM Vaasco Mendoza
-Tiber - Col.Gen. Lazlo Thokoly
-Nile - FM Gerd Becker
-Jordan - Col.Gen. Richard Lannier
-Strike Force Reserve - Col.Gen. Markus von Bayern

Americas
-Potomac - FM Robert Lee Wheeler
-Savannah - Col.Gen. Ryan Grace
-Mississippi - FM Erik Hohenzorn
-Three Rivers - FM Andrew Rodman
-Black Warrior - Col.Gen. Topher Smith
-Everglades - Col.Gen. Walter Drake
-Cuba - FM Ulysses Robertson

OOC: Its occured to me that us nerds that have read the books have an unfair advantage. Oh well. I also hope we don't get slapped with copyright lawsuits, haha.


OOC-I doubt John Ringo is perusing forums, looking for copyright violations

IC-Every day brought more Fennirs, more nuke shells, and more fortifications. Anyone not either in the military or working on building said fortifications was safe (hopefully) in the massive keeps built into the mountains. The kinetic batteries and the newly arrived railgun batteries were being built at full speed. Any Posleen ship that got within range was going to be subjected to a hail of projectiles. The newly fleshed-out Army was constantly receiving new recruits, although the manpower barrel was getting low. Both old and new units ran drills daily, getting accustomed to the sight of hundreds of thousands of Posleen charging, and learning how to fight back. While the lack of rivers was a problem, Comorostani engineers had come up with a solution. The cities were surrounded with massive canals. When the time came, the canals would be flooded with napalm-filled water, providing each city with a instant moat that could be set ablaze if necessary. And the new sensor system was entering the prototype phase. Hopefully it would be ready in time to detect the Posleen fleet. Not that it would help much. And of course, the Light Bulbs were on. These were a group of large, 50KT nuclear weapons. One was located in the center of each city. Should that city fall, the weapon would be detonated, hopefully killing as many Posleen as possible, and sparing any humans from the horrors they would've suffered. Now additional weapons were being positioned in each keep, for the same reasons.

OOC: True.

IC:
Time Until Posleen Landings: 2 months

Work was continuing feverishly: trenches and moats were being dug outside of the downtowns of cities. More units were being formed everyday (the Federal Army was now up to 120 professional divisions and 240 conscript/volunteer/militia divisions, with a total of 120 armoured divisions, including several with the new Fenrir tanks, ready to kick Postie ass.

The batteries were now stocking up on ammunition and every major city had its garrisons installed and prepped. "Murder holes" were prepped in the cities, places where the Posleen would be permitted to break through and would be killed by fire from surrounding buildings. The moat idea hit upon by Comorostani engineers was eagerly being embraced by Federal engineers in an effort to make cities more defensable. Fields of mines and claymores were rigged along the most obvious routes for the Posleen, with roads being excluded (though not the areas immedietly off the roads). Civilians in refuge were issued emergency shotguns (nuke rigging was impossible, as the Federation not only lacked serious numbers of nukes, but lacked the gumption to use them against its own citizens) to take down Posties if they reached them.

Neutron warheads were prepped in large numbers, as were large numbers of canister shot for tanks and artillery alike.

IC-Two months. The final last bit of construction was finishing up. When the Posleen landed, they would face more steel and concrete then human. And that was the point. A total of 4 Fennir divisions were operational, though not fully outfitted. For those that didn't have a supertank yet, they were issued mothballed M103 super-heavy tanks, and a lot of canister shot. In fact, half the ammunition in the Fenniers was canister. The other half was divided between regular kinetic rounds and high-explosive. Really big high-explosive. The M103s were armed completely with canister, but if anyone was still using them when the Posties got here, they were going to be using it up fast. The main task of the work battalions was now laying oceans of mines and claymores. Around the cities, the minefields were expected to be miles long. And that was just the outer defenses. After the minefields came the tank bunkers, M60A3 tanks buried in the ground except for their turrets and armed with canister shot. When they faced combat, the crews would weld the hatches shut to prevent them from being used as fodder. After that came the first of Main Lines of Defense, miles of concrete and steel. Interconnected bunkers, tank firing ports, and best of all, the engineers had taken the CIWS Gatling guns off of several mothballed ships and emplaced them here, to do as much damage as possible without risking human life. If all four lines of defense fell, there was one SWORD agent, sitting in the central bunker, next to the nuke. He would be informed when to set it off when he heard the Posleen running past him.

The White Corp. had updated their technologies with the help of the Comorostanian directors. The enemy could be clearly seen advancing. The images were astounding.

Governer Gustav looked out of her sub-network skylight. There seemed to be nothing alive above ground level, save a soldier sealing up the last of the main entrances or carrying weapons from one place to another. She felt very much out of control now. She just prayed their efforts would be enough...

OOC: Is it alright if I fast foward to the beginning of the invasion? Is everyone done with preperation?

OOC-ready

OOC: Good. Let the Posleen carnage begin! The first few globes are going to be semi-recon/scouting/first (smaller) wave. We're all going to RP our own Posleen, so just make it fun, unless you object and another arrangement can be decided on.

IC:
The first few globes began their landings in Federal territory, initially in parts of northern Italy, southern Spain, and Northern France in Europe, and along the southern Appalachins and Upper Mississippi river in America. About a dozen globes were struck by the kinetic/rail batteries installed, but after a few hits from plasma cannons on the C-Decs (Command Dodecahedrons, Posleen Command Ships) and Lampreys (Posleen landers) they were silenced. Then the real fun began.

About 14 million Posleen began converging on Atlanta, Georgia, with another 11 million converging on the upper parts of Florida.
21 million Posleen converged on Grenada (Spain) and another 13 million on Milan.

As the first waves of Posties advanced, they were met by an astounding amount of nothing. At least, at first. As they neared the cities, the killing began. The first million or so in each wave tended to run into claymores and bouncing barbie mines wired to proximity sensors, which caused mass carnage as the ball bearings and bouncing mines tore their way through hundreds of thousands of Posleen.

OOC: Bump.

The Posleen were detected by the sensor system just as they entered Earth space. The OKAPs managed to take a total of 11 C-Decs with them as they were destroyed one by one. As the Posties entered the atmosphere an additional 8 ships were destroyed by land-based weapons, before the immense amount of return fire either destroyed them or forced them to go silent.

When the aliens landed, they did so in a very haphazard way. C-Decs landed across the nation, but the majority landed in the open terrain near the cities. One C-Dec however, crashed directly onto a keep in the mountains, forcing the keepholders to detonate the 10 KT weapon stored there. The resulting explosion destroyed the keep, the C-Dec, and two large mountains.

The Comorostanis waited until the Posleen were all debarked before opening up with thousands of guns. Neutron shells and high-explosive crashed onto the alien masses. But for every one they killed, five more survived to charge towards Basilixa and Muirek. Sulima and New Kinsa were spared, thanks to their proximity to water, and Kambia was lucky enough to have not been a focal point of the Posleen landings.

The battles around Basilixa and Muirek got off to what seemed to be a good start. The Posleen charged in the hundred thousands, and the mine oceans slaughtered them, but not totally. The tank bunkers did their damage as well, but in the end fell victim to the Posleen HVMs and railguns. The God Kings soon learned that it was a bad idea to lead from the front, as snipers armed with .50 caliber rifles decimated those who showed themselves. By the end of the week, the Posleen were through the mine oceans and tank bunkers, and had paused outside the first Main Line of Defense. Premier Tanner waited in his bunker for the right time to unleash the eight divisions of Fennirs upon the Posleen.

As the Posleen continued through and past the sea of mines, barely taking any heed of their fallen brothers, the front ranks began experiencing a new horror: neutron bombs. Once the warheads detonated, an explosion resulted that was considerably smaller than that of a regular nuclear warhead. The catch, though, was that the free neutrons, when they entered a body in significant quantities, caused painful death, and in lesser but still large quantities that death was just as painful, but lasted longer. Eight of these warheads were sufficient to remove 950,000 Posleen, who retched, vomited, groaned, and died an agonizing death and demoralizing to those who didn't. Nevertheless, the Posleen advanced still, recieving occasional warheads, and by now having lost at least 3,000,000 of their number from mines and warheads. But the fun was only beginning.

The first of the Posleen normals encountered the first of the Fenrir tanks, perched on the crest of a hill. The leading God-Kings were quickly killed either by supporting sniper fire or, for the unlucky ones, in the Fenrir's first action.

They all fired canister shot in a volley. The force consisted of 40 tanks, lined up, firing canister shot from 12" shells simultaneously. To say a Posleen slaughter ensued would be an understatement, as more than a million Posleen across the wide front were literally torn to shreds by ball bearings, shot, and, in the case of a few of the more vindictive ammo manufacturers, rusty nails, which, while not bouncing like the ball bearings, do hurt like shit. Dozens of surviving tenars were knocked out of the air by the massive spread, and the front (dozen) ranks of Posties collapsed like bowling pins hit by a ball.

Week 2:
Once again, the Posleen charged at the MLDs of Basilixa and Muirek. They rushed onward, taking little or no heed of their brothers, who were felled by a wall of lead from the CIWS Gatling guns and the soldiers and tank's weapons. Then, disaster struck. A section of the first MLD around Muirek collapsed as the troops manning it panicked and ran. Premier Tanner ordered in the best he had: the 2 divisions of Fennirs belonging to the 1st and 4th Woman's Death Brigades. The rode out onto the battlefield, the tanks festooned with paintings of Valkyries. The front rank of Fennirs rode up to the section where the Posleen were advancing, line up in a line, 15 across, and simultaneously fired canister shot. The ball bearings smashed through the Posleen ranks, destroying the first three ranks completely. Then, as the Posleen in what was now the front line paused as their minds took in the destruction, the Fennirs fired high-explosive. The HE rounds slammed into the new front lines, annihilating and additional three ranks. Then the brigades charged forward, the foot troops armed with assault rifles, pistols, and battle-axes. The Posleen were driven out of Muirek in two hours.
Total Posleen Casualties: 12,540,000

Week 2:
Armoured Brigades Georgi Zhukov and Josef Pilsudski were holding valiently along the Dnieper line, but things couldn't last: there were simply too many Posleen. Every round of canister shot would utterly decimate swathes of the centaurs, but for every 100,000 they killed, another 200,000 would simply continue the assault. They had already lost a few Fenrirs (but not many), and the infantry couldn't hold, regardless of valor and grit.

On the Tiber Front, the armour and artillery were dominating the scene, as were the occasional neutron bomb: the Posleen were not simply dying by the millions, they were dying by the millions every day. In hilly Italy, the Posleen had met their matches in AB (Armoured Brigade) Scipio Africanus, AB Hannibal Barca, and AB Belisarius. On the penninsula, with the sea on either side, the Posleen had no choice but to simply try and run past the super tanks. But that wasn't going to happen. They just died. Died and died, and died some more.

On the Mississippii, things were sucking all around for the Posleen. A big, fucking body of water, and the enemy was perfectly happy to sit there and blow them apart as they tried finding safe places to ford the river. Earlier a landing force had attempted to land in their rear to out-maneuver them (uncommonly complex strategizing for the centaur-lizards), they landed squarely in the middle of the Army of Mobile, and proceeded to die some more.

In France, the Normandy landings (the irony is sickening) had gone well initially, and the Posleen utterly destroyed what remained of desolate Calais. But the real fight came at a city on the English Channel by the name of Dunkirk. The 44th Infantry attempted to make a stand, and were ruthlessly gutted as the Posleen surrounded them, even as more armour was brought up to relieve them. Dunkirk, had, unfortunately, not been fully evacuated and was not part of the city-fortress program, so the Posleen host feasted as human blood ran in the streets, converted into giant, open-air butcher shops. Then they began advancing again. But this time they were stopped at Lille. Fortress Lille. Where so many had met their end during the Great War, now millions of Posleen likewise met their demise at the hands of AB's (you saw this one coming)Michael Wittmann, Otto Carius, and St. Joan of Arc.

Things hadn't been perfect everywhere: a few small towns that hadn't been evacuated in the American midwest were thoroughly scoured of life, as were multiple Belorussian border towns, and a goodly portion of the Iraqis border regions.

-The Lone Alliance-
After the Kravanian\TLA war the Lone Alliance had put an irrational amount of funding towards homeland defense, with a shoreline that rivaled the Atlantic wall and an AA system that managed to shoot down 800 of 1000 ICBM test misisles, they felt they were safe, so safe that the populace had grown annoyed with evacuation drills and the civil defense programs that went along with it.

On the days of the invasion though, those actions saved their lives, and the TLA government realized that their "Perfect defense" wasn't so perfect at all.
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The battle opened when the Posleen ships attacked one of TLA's Ion Cannon satellites, TLA replied by firing at the ship with the 2 other cannons currently in the same orbit, but despite damaging the invader ship the other ships simply blew them up as well.
One layer of the Homeland Defense network had been destroyed.

When they slowed and began to deploy the landing ships, TLA hit them with round 2, 6 of the SDI cannons opened up on the fleet, sending a good 10 Tactical Nukes into the midist of their fleet, destroying and damaging many ships, the retribution for such actions however were swift, all six guns were taken out, most without firing more than a single shot, the remaining 4 never had been delayed, and, hearing the fate of the others, wisely kept themselves conceled.

The landing ships had slim pickings when it came to landing zones, however it found a good 3 on the northeastern corner, the central plateau, and a place along the northern border. But not even their landings went to plan, the last layer of TLA's superweapon defense went active, from space, telphone sized steel beams activated their miniscule rockets, and as the first ships landed they were hit by Thor kenetic strikes. Over and over it rained down on their LZs, wiping out the central attack force and damaging the others.

But still by the end of the first day, the Posleen had landed, and The Lone Alliance was about to see that they weren't the only side with tech tricks.

Week Three:

The Posleen in Italy were in full retreat (not really, but you know what I mean). Or, would have been, if they weren't surrounded. You can only get pushed back so far when there's a second army in your rear, after all. With two more armoured brigades (Julius Caesar and Theodoric pounding them in the rear, the Posleen army completely disintegrated by the end of the week. FFNAT-1 Posties-0

Atlanta and Jacksonville were effectively under siege at this point: the fortresses were holding, and the defenders were inflicting losses that would be debilitating in any human army on the Posleen, but it wasn't enough to break them. The Black Warrior Army (Alabama) had been redirected to wipe out the force besieging Atlanta. They could do so without much fear of being enveloped by the force besieging Jacksonville - for as technologically advanced as the Posleen were, they sucked at force coordination. It wouldn't matter, anyway. General Drake's Army of the Everglades was going to face off the Jacksonville force. Already, however, a seabound extraction, using retrofitted submarines, was already occuring for civilians: if the cities fell, only soldiers (and hopefully few of those) would fall with them. The survival of humanity as a whole was key, even if they couldn't win the war. But they could try and win, anyway.

So far, the Ardennes Line was holding and AB's Michael Wittman, Otto Carius and St. Joan of Arc were joined by AB Charles Sixte de Lorraine and they began pushing pack the butchered Posleen forces, retaking Dunkirk and putting Belgium fully under Federal control.
Meanwhile, Paris had been held valiently by the field armies in Northern France, and the Posleen were paying dearly for every inch of ground. But again, it wasn't enough, as the Posleen finally breached part of one of the walls and had to be mowed down in the hundreds of thousands (with hundreds of god-kings amongst them) before the breach could be plugged, and the remaining civilian population was extracted from the rear of the city, with AB Charlemagne blowing out any tenars that tried to pick off the refugees before heading to the front to attempt to push the Posleen back.

Meanwhile, the Iberian Armies were doing an excellent job: they had pulled back into the more mountainous regions of central Spain and Portugal and were using the terrain to butcher the Posleen as they followed, using only two AB's: El Cid and Charles V to best effect blocking mountain passes and guarding the coast, which was much more vulnerable. The Posleen had not yet reached Valencia or Madrid, and yet they had lost five million of their number.

Week Three
The Posleen had grown smarter. The aliens charged at Basilixa yet again. A breakthrough occurred, but his time there were no armored divisions nearby. Premier Tanner called in the kinetic artillery. One of the kinetic batteries in the Western Mountains fired two shots at the mass of Posleen moving towards the hole in the line. The kinetic rods impacted with the force of a 40KT nuclear weapon, decimating the Posleen. The next day, three armored divisons advanced out of Basilixa and attacked the main Posleen landing zones. By the end of the week, the Posleen had been eliminated around Basilixa. But now seven more C-Decs landed near Kambia. One front closed, and another front opened. Artillery and the nearby presence of an armored division helped contain that landing, but it was only a matter of time.

-The Lone Alliance-
(I'll get a map up eventually)
When the ground battle began, the **** hit the fan.

The Posleen invaders had spread out into every single direction, making it nearly impossible to hold a flank line. To the northeast the "Northen LightTower Military Complex" put up the strongest defense against their advance with their long range shelling of the battle field. Yet even though their northward advance had halted by the base, and their eastward by the sea, they still advanced West and south at a rapid pace, devouring two towns, one which had failed to be completely evacuated, they covered 700 square miles before coming up against the increasingly desperate TLA Military.

Their west advanced finally was stalled by the actions of several Flak defense companies using their shells to scatter shapnel throughout the enemy ranks, though their losses were heavy, they stalled long enough for TLA to bring up enough artillery to shatter their lines.

The Southern front had grown so dire that TLA was forced to use Aircraft in sucidal attacks against the enemy, Helicopters hiding behind hills, Pilots flying high altitude bombing runs before fleeing, yet nothing seemed to be working. They still moved forward slowly day by day. It was at this point they had to make a drastic decision.

The Tsar Bomba...

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OOC-bum bum buuuuuuummmmm... :rolleyes:OOC: It's 50 Megatons of love, it deserves the honor. ;)

Along the Mississippi Line, the Posleen just kept coming.

"Holy shit, we really will run out of ammo!" Field Marshal Hohenzorn swore. (OOC: Comorostan, I don't know if you caught the joke from the ND war thread)

The Posties just kept coming, and dying almost as quickly. And he was right: they really would run out of ammo soon. There were just so many Posleen, one couldn't possilby have enough ammo to deal with them all. Except maybe cannister. That just kept obliterating masses of the centaur. It was a wonder, really. Any other army would not only have stopped fighting in these conditions, or run out of troops, but most soldiers would be slipping and tripping on the sheer number of blood and corpses. The Mississippi ran yellow, and it wasn't from human terror.

Meanwhile, back in France, AB's Scipio and Hannibal were linking up with Charlemagne. Three of the Armoured Brigades were more than enough to hold the Seine (is it the Seine?), at least until Paris fell and the Posleen gained the crossing. But such was not to be, as AB's Charles Sixte, Michael Wittman, and Otto Carius linked up with Charlemagne, Scipio, and Hannibal. Six was too much, and the Posleen in France were annihilated.

The mountains of Spain, which had been a death trap for the armies of Napoleon two centuries earlier, were now turned into a similar death trap for the Posleen. They were picked off in companies, and the guerrilla warfare took a heavy toll before the Posties withdrew and, showing remarkable coordination, fell back to sundered northern Morocco. But the Army of Africa (Spanish) was only too happy to follow, which they soon would.

A final major Posleen force was engaged in the Ukraine, by none other than the Army of the Dnieper and Strike Force Reserve, jointly led by FM Neniven and Col.Gen. von Bayern. AB's Pilsudski, Zhukov, and now Kurt Knispel, Erwin Rommel, Stilicho, and Belisarius (the last four being from SFR) pummeled the Posleen to a bloody pulp, first along the Vistula, then pushing back the infestation to the Dnieper and reliving the siege of Sevastopol.

But that left the American South, still under siege. (OOC: which will be covered in my next post)

The lines around Kambia held for a mere six days. They were well-built, but their defenders were some of the weakest units available. In the middle of the sixth day, the Posleen charged through. A panic ensued as the remaining forces fought until dead. Then, as the sun set, a new artificial sun lit up as the 40 KT nuke in the city center went off, taking with it all but a few thousand Posleen. The next day, the 4th Armored Division's Fennirs rolled through the site of the now-annihilated city and destroyed the Posleen. Now the battle was focused on Muirek. The Posleen sent more and more globes into the area, losing a few each time to kinetic batteries. Those same kinetic batteries, as well as regular artillery, pounded the Posleen-held areas as the whole of Comorostan's armored forces drew together for a final push. This, they believed, was going to be the final battle.

Two Weeks later (Week Five of the Posleen Invasion)

Jacksonville and Atlanta had been relieved. Normandy reoccupied. Kiev safe. Nicea saved.

Now all that remained was for the Federation to lick its wounds. After all, two more waves were coming. It was going to be a bumpy ride.

Week Five: The last Posleen in the Muirek pocket are destroyed. Over 19,000,000 Posleen have been trapped, bombarded, and now attacked by eight armored divisions. They died in droves, but they were able to inflict casualties. With Comorostan clear, the task is now to rebuild shattered divisions, and increase fortification.

-Over the 2nd week-
By now nearly 1/8 of the nation had been destroyed in the fighting but the front was slowing down greatly.

By now the use of Canister shot was being used, with deadly results upon the Posleen. The arrival of the majority of The Lone Alliance Navy also provided enough extra fire power to halt the Posleen waves.

A new tactic was to use the 888mm Dora gun of the navy's arsenal ship to launch a massive cluster Fletchette shell over the enemy ranks, covering their lines in a rain of steel darts. They fell by the millions, yet back behind defensive positions, their landing site just kept unloading more.

As long as they held a secure landing zone in the nation there would be no way to halt them.