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Sometime later, Joseph walks into the room and finds that the paper is signed by Alan Davidson, but the man in question is nowhere to be seen. Little to Joseph's knowledge, but Alan actually signed the paper and only a few minutes later took a plane back home to Port of Troy in United Brennia. |
The Federal Socialist Republic of Astana-Anders Joseph finds the paper, it is signed from his trip from the North Electrica, he thinks to himself. "I hope this begins the start of a beautiful alliance." He calls his driver, and drives to the Presidential Palace. There, he falls asleep, waiting for tomorrow. |
The Federal Socialist Republic of Astana-Anders 169 hours earlier. Joseph arrives at a North Electrica airport. And is greeted by staff and servants. Swarms of news reporters surround him. He gets inside a limo provided for him by the High Council of Electra. He makes his way to the Silver Tower to be look at the country provided by the EC Stargazer. He then soons arrives there. |
Hans grasped his rifle as he sat quietly with his men in the hedgerows, waiting for the signal. Château de Bourgogne was a massive strategic point in the south. If they captured this point, Hans could set up a Southern HQ and capture the black fields and Jardin de la Couronne, leading to Uranstadt. Hans sighed, looking back to the Château. A shot rang through the air, the shot of the rifle used by Aatton. Hans signaled his men, as well as hundred of other fireteams did. They came out of the hedgerows, followed by nearly 500 other men, moving quickly towards the Château In the recent time since his rise to power, Ubel had been pumping out propaganda in the bigger cities he held. He had named it that he was their savior from the failed empire we had, and that he would build back a better Autenheim, even greater than the first two. The nation was inspired by him, and looked upon him as the new great leader of their Reich. Although not everyone had turned on Hans and the White Wolves. The people of the country held fond to them, and had offered themselves for support in fighting the traitors. Bullets flew out from the Château, coming at them. They hurried faster towards it, sprinting and throwing themselves against the wall. The moved across the wall to the front entrance, a large wooden door, likely barricaded. "Bryt døren!" Hans yelled. A man ran up to the door, laying the breach down and charging it. He pulled back to the wall and blew the door, letting it crack and fall to the ground. His men turned to enter but were stopped by the flurry of the mounted MG. In the great hall, burgundy drapes replaced by the flags of the First Auten Empire, and the hall way was blockaded by the sandbags set up by the soldiers. Mounted upon the sand bags were two MG-17s, each trading rounds at the door. Hans pulled a flash, tossing it into the hall. It went off with a loud bang and Hans moved two soldiers to the other edge of the entrance. They peeked and fired at the MG soldiers. When they presumed them dead, they moved in, providing suppressive fire to allow a set of soldiers to enter and find cover behind the sandbags. Hans slumped behind the sandbags as reinforcement Kaisersoldaten entered the hall, firing upon Hans and his men. Hans glanced over to Kommandant Wolfenstein, then tossing him a frag. The nodded, pulled the ring and tossed the over the sandbags. Hans and Wolfenstein popped over the sandbags, providing suppressive fire. The other rebels twist the MGs around, trading shots at the Kaisersoldate. Hans made a wave of his hand to move forward, hopping the sandbags and rushing to the other end of the hall. Hans and the Kommandant set up here for the moment, allowing the remainder of the men outside to enter. They formed a circle and began the quick discussion. "Alright, Hans is going to lead a fireteam up to the tower, clearing out the small rooms. Myself and three others will take larger squads to clear out the three levels and we'll regroup and head to the basement." the Kommandant said quickly. "May St. Kristanen be with us." Hans and his fireteam moved quickly to the stairway. Hans took lead, allowing one rifleman behind him, one submachine gunner, and one rifleman. They made their way up the stair, hitting nearly 6 rooms up to the top, clearing each one. As they came to the top floor, Hans burst in, only to see the body of the General, whom Aatton had killed. His stomach had a gaping hole in it, with his innards splattered some ways behind him on a desk. Hans grabbed the Generals Iron Cross, remembering the man's face, it was Brigadegeneral Volhat. "You are undeserving of this cross, for you have disgraced your nation." He said to the general's cold, dead eyes. Hans stepped out onto the mantle of the window, waving out to the nearby mountains. Hans pulled the First Auten Empire flag from the flag pole, throwing it to the ground. He grabbed the flag from the rifleman, the flag of the Imperial Republican Auten Front, and placed it upon the tower's flag pole. Hans turned to the bloody table, walking to it and looking upon the numerous papers. Many were order from Oberkommando, which by now, have changed. He then glanced to his left and noticed a letter which was addressed to the now deceased general, from Kommandant Keinsalt of the New Imperial Army. It seems that it had just come in today, and had labeled movements for the next week and planned attacks. Ubel was going to strike back at Hans and the rebels, and Hans would now be ready for it as he and his men rushed downstairs. Quziq, North Electrica, Yotsubishi heavy industry, and Tergai |
The Federal Socialist Republic of Astana-Anders I would like everyone to hear me out real quick. I am currently conducting a poll on what are your actually political views in real life. If it is not too much off a bother. Telegram or comment here me about yours so I can get this poll done. Thank you and good day/afternoon/night. |
The Federal Socialist Republic of Astana-Anders A corp of Fox Marines have invaded Greater autenheim, they are not here for invasion or conquering. They are here for the enforcement of an armistice between the sides. Joseph calls the leader of the Imperial Auten Republican Front. "I have send almost 100,000 troops to secure the border for the time being. "The can hold up for about 2 weeks before being overrun. "I am giving the green light to come here and have a meeting with us. "We will not have a fascist state as a neighbor." And then hangs up. |
Lake Perseverance's "military" bases its ranks off of a long-running science fiction franchise. According to the laws of several countries, this is copyright infringement- but Lake Perseverance is not a place that cares about such a thing. Due to the prestige of this series, Lake Perseverance has very few enlisted- very few named characters had such a rank. Admiral of the Fleet - Admirals in the series were often seen as either rude or attempting to override a favorite captain's authority, so Command is the only group that has recieved this rank (due to the anonymity inherent to being Command). Chief Warrant Officer - For the moment, this parallel line of ranks exists only in theory. A Chief Warrant Officer would work under a First Lieutenant or Lieutenant-Commander on large ships, controlling shipwide tasks such as security and engineering. |
The United Socialist States of Novoroyevsk is the proclaimed Socialist Paradise set in (hopefully) North-Central Wasari. The USSN proclaimed the values of the working proletariat in their established Congress of Novoskys, where the 1st Congress of Novoskys wrote out the Red Concord, which entrenched the Novosky beliefs of the equality of all men, the means of all that produced by the worker belongs to the worker, and that the state works in the favor of the common class of man. The reality of the situation is anything but. Allow me to revise the situation. The United Socialist States of Novoroyevsk is an Iron Fist Corporate Socialist State, holding the values of the state heads, corporate CEOs, and wealthy elites. The Novoroyevsk economy is built on the backbone of the state-owned industries of arms manufacturing, automotives, and other industrious businesses. The crippling morale of the population is blown even lower during winter because of the cold winters, food shortages due to lack of successful agriculture, and the demands of the state. However, one man, a man true to the honest ways of pure Communism, will seek to bring change to the corruption of the state, and bring the proletariat to their former glory as proud citizens of the United Socialist States of Novoroyevsk. The Soviet state of Svalbard, Quziq, North Electrica, United brennia, and 1 otherTergai |
Post by Astana-Anders suppressed by Nordic democratic republic. The Federal Socialist Republic of Astana-Anders OOC: Quick question, when is the next election for either the WA Delegate/Internal Affairs Official and the Security Officer? |
WARN: RETURN SECTOR N9002, AOU 22KM, SURFACE HEAVY, SPEED AT 22KNOT, LOCAL ASSET RESPONSE REQUESTED Heavy knocks upon the wooden door stirred the sleeping occupants, Isumi was the first out of the cotton cots as she pulled on her flight suit on pure practiced instinct, she barged past the naval officer and began to jog down the long carpeted corridor. N-JACK TAC-OS V1.99C.02... A light thud sounded against the transparent canopy, the middle-aged flight chief smacking his gloved hand as he shouted as loud as he could, his display meriting only a shrug from within the cockpit as yellow-painted trollies began rolling towards the fighters. Weapons Allocation Complete... A tug clamped to her frontal gear, pulling her towards the waiting heavy lift, Isumi adjusted her gloves as the defeated flight chief stepped off her side, her wingmen arriving to a frustrated man shouting his lungs out at them as Wyvern-wing began her ascent to the flight deck. Quziq, Lake perseverance, The Kohen, and North Electrica |
The United Federation of North Electrica Electran Battlegroup Steelwood A small group of ships softly glided on the ocean waves, their grey and bronze hulls contrasting against the deep blue. This battlegroup was known as Steelwood, a group of ships that has been known for their teamwork and effectiveness on missions, why they was sent on a escort mission? That is something the Admiral would like to know as well. He was told they was to defend two massive cargo ships to Warsaru, supposedly a weapons regular shipment. But due to foreign movements and "Classified" information, they couldn't do down the usual southern route. In all honesty he called bullshit on that but orders are orders. That's when something came up one one of the radar stations in the Command center, and crew member spoke. Crew Member: "Admiral Rain we have something coming up on scanners." She says, the Admiral walks over to her station and looks on radar. "On Sonar we have two ships coming our way on Radar there are multiple aircraft." Some other Crew looks over. "What are your orders?" Ad. Rain: "Have the fleet ready weapons and take defense potions around the cargo ships, get me Sparrowhawk flight groups A though C in the air." He orders to the radio operators, who does so, other Crew members head out to carry out other orders. Turning back to the woman he then ask "Do we have any ID on them?" Fem. Crew Member: "No sir, not from this distance. Possibly we have wandered into some nations waters." Ad. Rain: "Well we can hope that they understand. If not we should prepare for engagement." Outside, Fleet Movements The radio operators relay Admiral Rain's orders, topside of the Carrier N.E.S Bronze Sheild (Known unofficially as the as the N.E.S Chunkers) would activate their guns and cannons, on the side of the ship multiple bays opened up and let out 20 Sparrowhawk's, which began to circle the fleet. The Cargo craft would move to the center of the fleet and a light covering would come over the exposed cargo on the top of the ship, its crew equipping themselves for a possible boarding. The rest also began to prepare, their weapons warming up and their crew preparing. Time to see what these arrivals will do. Jezabelstien, Quziq, The Kohen, and Greater autenheim |
The Federal Socialist Republic of Astana-Anders The Astana-Anders Celebration Festival of Colors: Part II No one is working right now. Everytime there is a special event on the day it happens all businesses close except state-owned ones and everyone is given a pay day off. Nothing is really happening during the day but at night, in every city the buildings light go out and everything is quiet. There are people on the sidewalking anticipating to what is going to happen next. Then a blue flare is lite and someone yells at the top of their lungs saying. "Astana-Anders!" and throws the flare into a comblet and soon the entire block is stretching miles of colors and celebration. The city lights turn back on and people are dancing and singing in the streets. They are trained performers who are twirling with pride for their nation. The first group are flag dances throwing, twirling, spinning a pole and banner of the sacred Astana-Anders flag. Next are soldiers who are marching with another flag of Astana-Anders, the one used during the revolution. Floats decorated in red, blue, pink, and other vibrant colors are driving beside them. This goes on for some time now until every city goes toward a big screen that has been installed outside of the city or if you are living in Omniville, witnessing it yourself. The current Lord President of Astana-Anders, Joseph Vargas goes on top of a podium and raises his hand in a moment of silence. A few moments later: Oh, Astana-Anders, one nation of equality! We were founded by revolutionaries who wanted a more just life! Oh, Astana-Anders, one nation of equality! We sing our song of patriotic pride to commemorate our brothers! Oh, Astana-Anders, one nation of equality! We the citizens of this nation come to together in unity! Oh, Astana-Anders, one nation of equality! Astana-Anders cives sumus de gravibus nostros, et principes ut ad statuam regula in regione popularis optimum illud exemplar aequalitatem, progressivism et republicanism Oh, Astana-Anders, one nation of equality! The entire crowd was singing along with him the entire time as well and once it is over everyone is cheering and jumping. He then raises his hand for silence from the crowd. He clears his throat and raises his hand of the three center finger salute. The salute was used as a signal for the revolution to begin. He then speaks to the crowd. "Citizens of the federal republic! It is the servant to the master who is my people. Today we stand on what many people are calling the second golden age of our distinguished nation and they are not wrong. We have experience a new era of rapid economic growth, civil right expansion, and political freedom not seen since the days of Dimitri Castro. We have joined Northern Utopia, brought peace back to Zahirea, created numerous alliances and positive relations with other nations. Have created even more human rights for other citizens of different nations. And have had many diplomatic missions that have all ended in success for our nation. "Granted their were some bump roads along the way, but with the help of our allies, the Parliament but most importantly of all you, we will to continue to have this age of rapid growth and unity. We must remind ourselves we still have a long way to go until we have achieved total utopia but we are closer than ever. We must not forget the fact that other nations are not as fortunate as us and that prejudice and evil are still everywhere, but we are a step closer to destroying it. We must see each other not as of different ideologies and different nationalities but instead as human beings with different perspectives living in different areas of the world. "For Equality and Progress! For Astana-Anders!" The citizens raise their fist in the air and say the same thing he said in the end. After that, people danced and cheered and were overall pretty happy. The next day a man from cleanup crew is sweeping the rubbish from yesterday's festivities. Then a lone newspaper flies and lands on the ground. The head line is in bolded words. The Foundation Press: |
Ubel fumes at his desk, writing order with his generals, making decisions and holding meetings. He finally types out a telegram to Astana-Anders. To whom it may concern, Astana-Anders We realize your aggressive action in sending Fox Marines into our nation, and send you these terms. Pull your troops out, or face the wrath of the Reichsarmee. This is our conflict, and your nation is in no place to interfere. Pull back, or your armies and nation will be crushed under our united might. Respectfully, Kaiser Ubel of the First Auten Empire (Greater autenheim) Ubel sent the telegram in a rage. He pulled Director Erik Krüger into his office. "We need only a limited amount of troops to be facing the White Wolves, they are currently too weak to counter attack. The majority of the Reichsarmee must be put towards the possible war effort against Astana-Anders. How much of our military is battle-ready?" Erik pulled out the revised military file, opening to the total manpower and logistics file. "We currently have 6,108,000 ready in total manpower, with an assortment of 24,000 tanks, 8,000 artillery pieces, and more land vehicles. Our air power includes 1,600 jet fighters, 800 transports, 2,000 transport and cargo helicopters, and 1,000 dedicated attack helicopters. Our total naval power includes 15 aircraft carriers, 10 battleships, 90 destroyers, 100 frigates, 70 submarines, and hundreds of coastal defense, patrol boats, and mine sweepers and layers." Ubel nods, looking up to Erik from his desk. "What could our total manpower at full conscription amount to?" Erik was a bit surprised but looked at the numbers. "Mass draft of fit-for-service individuals can result in nearly 38,850,000 soldiers, total conscription could be nearly 55,278,000 soldiers." Ubel nodded again. "I doubt we'll have to come to such measures, but keep it in mind." he said. Erik nodded, before pulling up the battle plan. "In the event of war, we would pool 3 army groups to the Astana-Anders border, Army Group A, B, and C. Each group will have points of significance to attack, cities, hills, etc. Our main battle strategy is superior firepower. Although we have numbers, we want to specialize the use of tanks, artillery, and naval power to blast them into the submission. The infantry serves the sole purpose taking ground, holding strategic points, and taking out survivors. We want to minimalize the human cost on our side as to fuel the effort against the rebellion. We've also added the Nordwald Self-Propelled Series 20-190 "NSPS20-190 'Feuerkraft' to our arsenal as a mobile artillery cannon." He finishes. Ubel is thoroughly pleased with Erik's planning. "I'm confident in you capability to inform the Großkaiser General of the Reichsarmee, the Großkaiseradmiral of the Kaiserliche Marine, and the Großkaiser General of the Kaiserliche Luftwaffe of our plans and their involvement in said plans?" "Ja, Mein Kaiser." He said. "Then do it. We must prepare if the Federal Republic of Astana-Anders insists on having war." |
The Federal Socialist Republic of Astana-Anders Joseph quietly sips a cup of his morning Jasmine Tea with a hint of Earl Grey. "Only these terms?" He turns to his Chief Diplomat, Prussia Werdin. "That is all sir." Joseph finishes his tea and stands up and turns to a window balcony. "Fascist, the lot of them. "Tell them we will go away only after a true armistice is declared and that the I.R.A.F. is recognized as an independent nation." Prussia writes it all down and leaves the room. He gets on a phone and tells the other person on the other end. "Armistice and independence or we will not leave." |
Ubel sighs, refusing Joseph's terms. Ubel calls Erik "It seems Astana-Anders seeks war. Give the order". Erik stands in the Oberkommando Kriegsraum with the 3 generals. He presses the intercom button to the forces on the front. "We have the yellow light, standby." He said. Men, artillery, tanks, jets, naval forces, and all the above were on standby. Ubel signed the official Declaration of War, sending it to the office of Astana-Anders. He phoned Erik, "You have the greenlight." Erik hung up and pressed the intercom button to offices of all the major forces. "You have the greenlight" In the order of attack, the army would begin the mass bombardment of the front in order to stagger an disorganize the Astana-Anders forces. An immediate attack force of 2 corps would attack the Fox Marines in an attempt to kill as little as needed and capture the majority. The Naval forces would protect the coast as needed, while an assortment of destroyers, two aircraft carriers, and a battleship along with 5 minesweepers would set up a point off the Astana-Anders coast to be ready for deployment. The air force would assist the army bombardment with carpet bombings and strategic point bombardment, with fighters on standby. Once the order was give, all forces executed their plans. |
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(OOC: Grenopia decanonized this and established that Astana-Anders had no connections within Greater Autenheim, as neither did we. I'm also positive that a Sepratist Corps of 50,000 would've been recognized and named as a domestic threat, and handled by the FAE. If you wish to continue with said current war and revise your previous statement, we shall. But if you'd like to decanonize it, we can delete our related posts. It is up to you, my friend Astana-Anders) |
The Democratic Commonwealth of The Kohen 0730: SYSTEMS NOMINAL 0800: SYSTEMS NOMINAL 0807: DEBRIS DETECTED, COURSE CHANGE INITIATED 0816: DEBRIS CIRCUMVENTED, SYSTEMS NOMINAL 0830: SYSTEMS NOMINAL ... 1930: SYSTEMS NOMINAL 1947: RADIO INTERFERENCE DETECTED 1950: DISTRESS SIGNAL ACTIVATED 2000: Contact with KSS Jester Alpha Lost. —————————— Akatra “Daestiya” Joint AF-Army Base, 40 kilometers north of Kaliciya, 1900 hours The commanding officer paced up and down the corridor, trying to make something of the strong feeling a dread that had crossed her. She thought back to her morning routine. What did she even do this morning? She woke up, gone through her daily morning routine and made her way to the command center... but everything up until an hour ago was hazy. She thought for a second. “I’m thinking too hard on this, I’ll be fine. Time to get back to it,” she said to herself. She turned on her heel and started walking towards the sliding door in front of her before being met by a lieutenant with an uncomfortable stance and facial expression. “The specialists requested you,” he said, turning to walk with her. He continued. “The scanners picked up something in the path of Station JA. We weren’t alarmed at first but... it isn’t moving and it isn’t reflecting anything we send at it.” “Where is it?” “In stationary orbit over Kjanu. It may be man-made but we can’t be sure.” “Maybe some Meridian stealth ship?” “It popped up out of nowhere, it wasn’t there a few days ago and it hasn’t moved at all since we first picked it up.” “Alright, we’ll try and sort it. Give me ten minutes and prepare me a line to Central Command.” “Affirmative.” The lieutenant saluted and continued down the hall. The commander pressed her hand to the door of a room. She was met by mechanical clicking before the door slid open. “I need a report on the situation,” she barked. A man in a blue coat stood up and said loudly; “We have a new issue.” “Report.” “Our comms with the station are choppy. We are getting regular comm blackouts lasting 4-7 seconds once every two minutes, it has been consistently worsening as the station approaches the anomaly.” “We have sensitive equipment on board. If it’s man-made we will be forced to deorbit,” the commander said, her tone growing increasingly anxious. “I don’t think this is man-made. We tracked a ship to the dead zone, it hasn’t returned and our optical systems aren’t getting anything. We predict that the station is gonna impact... or even go in... and it isn’t going to return.” The commander was fuming and the only thing restraining her was the light smell of coffee in the air of the control room. The dead silence was occasionally interrupted by the tapping of keyboards. Her eyes were met by dozens of others, the man beside her was the only other person standing. The black screens on the wall suddenly illuminated, filling the room with a brilliant blue. “I think we have a problem,” said one of the technicians nervously. The sliding door opened. “Command needs you, Commander, right now.” They both rushed out, leaving only silence in their wake. —————————— A MESSAGE FROM THE KOHENI GOVERNMENT (OOC: Rushed the end, time constraints, sorry in advance) Grenopia, Kjanu, The Soviet state of Svalbard, Lake perseverance, and 1 otherGreater autenheim |
The Grand Capitalist Federation of United Kuzikstan --- THEY KNOW MORE THAN WE THOUGHT -- Part 3 - Iberion Iqer & Ola steps out of their helicopter at the same time and faces the captain of their team, Okelti Insner. Okelti: Hello Mr. Iqer, Mr. Ola. Glad to have some A.I.A.P members here. Ola: Greetings, captain. Okelti: Alright, my name is Okelti Insner. As you might know, I was the secondary marshal at the battle of Iberion. I led the Jazkovnian soldiers to several wins, but sadly, all teams I had, got destroyed. Of course, everyone else had this same problem with keeping their soldiers alive back then. If I remember right, me and 140 others survived from the battle back to home, as we decided to hide in the sewer systems for so long until the Mendians would come back to help. Iqer: Must've been hard times back then... Okelti: Well, it was mainly because of the poor commands given to us. The commanders basically sent Jazkovnians to their death. We barely survived from there. However, the enemies back then also got hard casualties, but we could have done it better. Maybe if we wouldn't have played lacrosse games back then and straight-up lose a third of our troops, we probably would have beaten them. Ola: Hmmm... Back to the operation, why didn't we go to the Lunaria? Why did we go to the Iberion? Okelti: You see, We didn't only sit tight and wait for the war to end. I was having one of the first copies of the serum that General Ais Gunma once made. My objective was to hide the serum to Frontellon, but as the things f*cked up, I hid it to the sewer systems. And I know some of the Jazkovnian fellers knew about it, meaning that we might have some friends waiting for us. Iqer: Hold up, You basically mean that there is two copies of the serum in Frontera? Okelti: There might be. Not completely sure what the Kuzikstanians really did underground back then, so can't tell for sure. Okelti led his team further to the shoreline towards the north. After several minutes of walking on the beaches, People began to go inpatient. Ola: Okay, we've been walking forever in this freakin' beach. What are we looking for? Okelti: Dude. We've been walking only for like 30 minutes. I was f*cking waiting for help to come in a smelly sewer for 2 months! And we had to dig ourselves out, because no one came to rescue us! Iqer: Guys. just chill, both of you. Let's just follow Okelti in peace. Iqer: How can you know that...? Okelti: Before we fled the sewer system, I decided to make a small alarm trap right here. If someone would have gone through this rope, the rope would catapult to that wall over there. Iqer: Excuse me...? Okelti: The main point is that someone else has been here. Be careful. Okelti: Here's my boy. Iqer: That's the serum we've been looking for? Okelti: Yes, it is. Now, let's go back, we gotta move fast to Lunaria. Ola: I can handle them alone! just go and don't look back. I will come a few minutes late, so wait for me! Okelti was about to insist, but Iqer made Okelti to focus on securing and bringing back the serum. The helicopters were already waiting in front of the wooden trapdoor. Everyone else was in the helis, except Okelti, who was waiting for Ola. The trapdoor opened, and Ola came quickly out of there. Ola: Yeah... Didn't know New Jazkovnians are still around... Okelti: Interesting... Very interesting. Okelti: We gotta figure out where these New Jazkovnians came from. There really wasn't any reports of New Jazkovnian soldiers ever coming to the Frontera. Kjanu, Quziq, North Electrica, and Greater autenheim |
Scattered red triangles filtered through Isumi's vision as she lazily banked left, kept to the moderate altitude as she pulled into a long drawn out turn to eye the ships at a distance. In the distance, flying low above the waves in a tight formation, three more jets cut across the surface, an elongated path leading in a circuitous fashion to strike the fleet from the opposing side, concealed by the rolling waves that spilled apart under the supersonic travellers. Quziq, Lake perseverance, The Kohen, North Electrica, and 1 otherGreater autenheim |
St. Normia, 3:30 PM Sheets of rain slapped against the steel of the Helm's pristine, sleek exterior, as the war-room was ablaze with frantic shouting. A meeting had been held roughly an hour prior, and though it had started as calmly as possible, the obvious disagreements between the delegates had ignited into hateful, slur-filled shouts between opposing parties. 5:00 AM Hannah Garcia laid on her back. In her sleep, her mind drifted away into an alternate reality, one she could escape to if she ever felt distressed. Now, however, her experience back at the hospital has embedded itself deep within her brain. At this point, not even her reality could help her escape reality. The Soviet state of Svalbard and Quziq |
The Federal Socialist Republic of Astana-Anders Joseph has ordered the mobilization of 500,000 troops. During the first day of fighting they were able to capture a small State in the Southeast. The army was able to capture it entirely with only 4,000 dead or wounded. The next State was west of this state and was significantly harder to capture. 600,000 enemy troops rushed in all at once trying to destroy them but General Thomas York was able to crush the army and capture the entire state but did lose 61% of his men. He is currently requesting reinforcements. Joseph signs the authorization of more than 3 million troops. He knows that this war will be a battle of who can outmaneuvered the other and who can outlast the other. He hopes all his allies get his message soon. |
Erik is a bit confused on how a great majority of Astana-Anders' equipment and soldiers survived and were able to push into heavily fortified lines, but brushes it off his shoulder and begins counter attack measures. Army Group A attacks the small state taken by the Astana-Anders army, attacking with a force of 2 corps, 4 armor companies, and the assistance of a fighter bombardment squadron. The 2 corps divide and conquer, pushing into flank the soldiers, capturing a significant amount and pushing a large amount back to previous borders. Erik orders yet a second mass bombardment of the border, hoping that this time, the troops of Astana-Anders will be destroyed or forced to retreat. (OOC: I'm also a bit confused about how you crushed an entire army when attempting to take a single state. The only event of this mass destruction can be described as Stalingrad. Nothing like this has happened. Combined with the factors of my nation's militarism, my support via all branches, and just plain commonsense, you would not have been able to destroy an entire Army. We will say that there was no movement on the west, and that it has stayed stagnant.) |
The Federal Socialist Republic of Astana-Anders (OOC: I'm also a bit confused about how you crushed an entire army when attempting to take a single state. The only event of this mass destruction can be described as Stalingrad. Nothing like this has happened. Combined with the factors of my nation's militarism, my support via all branches, and just plain commonsense, you would not have been able to destroy an entire Army. We will say that there was no movement on the west, and that it has stayed stagnant.)[/quote] OOC: Alright then. |