The Return of Kraven (ATTN: Sorgan - INVITE ONLY)

[Sorgan]

OOC: I'm guessing I'm the unknown vessel

The small craft was quite and lonely. The creaking of rusted metal decks filled the sound area around it. It looked as if it was abandoned a long time ago and never touched by seas current. But further down was the area where a life raft had been the ropes cut lose and twisted. The diplomats have escaped but not too far out of hostile area. They had only one small advantage, the size of their vessel was undetacebable by larger ships. A man in the life raft in tattered cloths radioed back to the commander who was waiting to launch their assault on the island. He put his mouth up to the green radio talking ever so quietly. He said it like a whisper.

"Hello, This is Channeler one. Prepare assault on Island... Set up anti-naval canons on the shores.


A loud voice came in on the radio interupptting both. Hello this forces five air strike squad approaching enemy vessels


The diplomat flicked off the radio and fell back onto the raft. On the other side of the island a large fleet of flagships and destroyers where gathering and unloading troops on the the shore. The huge ugly grey beachhead hit the shore with a large thud! For a while there was a shuddering stillness near the beach not ever the smallest crab moved in the sand. It seemed almost as if the crabs where watching this as if it was a show. Then the back dropped open as soldiers pored out carrying large parts to an anti-navy canon. They all knew their mission by heart as they stormed the beaches and pitched tents.

A large strong man approached another solider and said "Boy,This island gives me the creeps."

"Can't be as bad as the Augmarkan war." The other said as he turned around with a large smile.

"So what's the plan from here out?" Questioned the larger man.

"We don't attack until the air strike is carried out which will spread their forces thin." Said the other man who was quite pale and skinny.

The larger man nodded his head even though he didn't understand the whole scheme of the plans. Generals where standing on the shores watching it all fold together. A nice little camp with a nice big wall to protect them. The air was fresh and the sand was warm this island looked like a paradise! One would think that this island would be home to no natural resources what so ever, One would absolutely be wrong if they though this as it was abundant in iron ore and oil. Today for some reason felt like a vacation more then a war which kept morale high and back-talk low.

*** Unknown Island Airspace. 12:45 Pm

18 slick looking black jets entered into the airspace with bombs at the ready and hand on triggers. They glided majestically across the clear fresh water near the island. Still far from the black, oppressive,gloomy targets but traveling faster and faster. Little chatter was on the radio as in the sky, this was a dark day. A couple minutes later 10 MIGs entered in a suicidal mission to crash into the enemy cruisers which would help the boys back on the island. The MIGs where definitely not as majestic as the bombers. Their huge fuselage plowing through the thick winds along with their heavy metal wings that teared right through wind resistance. They where silver with red targets on the wings. They where slower but thicker so they could act as reinforcements.

OOC: Maybe we could have some tribal resistance. You know natives running around setting traps. And maybe to make it fun equip them with Aks and Land mines

[Sorgan]

The MIGs being fired at where smoking and soon plummeting out of control onto smaller battleships. The planes where on a crash course for many of the battleships as the bombers where hidden up in the cloud and began to drop their heavy bombs onto the battleships which would make it hard for them to deploy farther. The heavy bombs were painted red and painted in yellow thick pain a hammer and sickle along with a skull and cross bone on the front of it. The slick black bombers where up in the clouds rounding the ships and dropping bombs on where the radar told them where they where. The air looked as if for the moment was under Sorgan Control as fighters came out of the blue sky and intercepted and taking off craft.
Back on land and sea...
Alas the land was a no mans land and the sea was Kraven's domain. Soldiers where at lined up in guerrilla uniforms on the southern side of the island hiding in the trees waiting for a deployment of Kraven's soldiers. It was quiet on the island which gave it a scary feeling as if it could be anyones war. But the Sorgan war flag was raised and the Cyrillic words in the corner where replaced with a skull and cross bones in the corner. It seemed to mock the Kraven soldiers in it's eternal dance in the wind. Sooner then the capital ships expected the Submarine reifnorcments where heard and charging the Kraven capital ships at an alarming rate. As they grew close around it they fired torpedoes at the hulls of the ships causing it to be hell on the array of ships. The admiral of the submarine was sitting in his chair and watching it go down as the torpedoes launched out of the bays and strong men loaded them into the barrels and fired them. A red star glistened on the side of the submarine and showed great respect,pride,and honor for their country and to their enemy. The submarines where spinning around the ships in a dance of some sort to make it hard for them to fire down at these deep sea beasts.
Back on the Island...
Massive tanks where rolling out of the beachheads scouring the island with a small escort with them. They toppled trees and tribal
monuments. A squad eventually stopped at a large statue lined with gold and rubies that was sitting across form another statue of topaz and sapphire. But in the middle of these two valuable beasts sat a huge gate. The squad yelled for them to open the gate and to no ones surprise it stayed shut, That is until they fired a shell at it and the wooden gate came down and the villagers for some reason where
scared.

"STOP!" yelled a solider holding his Mp5 in his hand tightly. He yelled once again "We can get through this peacefully." silence fell and out of nowhere a tribal man used a peashooter and shot a dart at his neck and he dropped dead to the ground. It was quiet because everyone knew what was going to happen next. Soldiers shot villagers and ransacked their houses for useful materials as the tank shot at large walls and took down more wall.

A solider was ransacking an empty house made of wood. He stepped over to a golden box and opened it up. It was filled with many gold jewels,rubbies,and other valuable items. But what caught his eyes was a necklace that had a blue and red diamond design on it. He stared deeply into it and got lost in it's grand mixture of colors. He heard his anthem in the background being played as he looked farther into it. Until he heard screaming and a solider burst in.

"He jack we found the flamers!" He said with a smile on his face. For some reason on this very day the troops where being very brutal flaming houses and people. This was not the Sorganian way but it had to be to match up to Kraven's brutality. The troops where done with the small village and hoisted a Sorganian war flag that said "Abandon Hope" In Cyrillic in the bottom right hand corner. It mocked the dead tribal warriors in its waving flap through the strong island winds. The tanks and troops plowed through the rest of the dangerous jungle as the treaded over old plants and trees and the tanks broke and tribal traps laying around. The air of the jungle was hot but the occasional rain was a cool refreshing shower. The troops where happy and assured that they would win, that is what they thought at least...

Losses

76 Men
All 18 MIGS
2 Bombers.
1 Beachhead
3 Tanks