The Missed Shot (Archmont Nations Only)

[Luxdonia]

King Edwin IV sighed a long and deep sigh as the telegram arrived from the Foreign Office.

War. War. War. The one word on his mind. The one word on everyone's mind to be honest. The uneasy diplomatic tension that always tended to exist between the states of Archmont had once again broken into all-out war.

He thought of Sigmund with his innocent, red cheeks and delicate, golden curls. The young Crown Prince was going to grow up in a strife-filled time. Where whole families huddled around mailboxes

He closed his eyes. He thought of the warmongers in the Estates General, in the Cabinet, in the press, in the general public, in industry. When the time comes, will they fall with their face first to the gunfire for the glory of Luxdonia? If not, then why do they demand that young men and women must fight to the death for some far-fetched, dreamy notion of "glory" and "honour"? The King had seen enough of the monstrosities that men put themselves through in their bids to expand their pitiful causes. Of the Prime Minister, Thomas Hull, in public a reserved and dignified creature, in private, a ranting madman who would've made a certain Argostanian fascist dictator proud.

If that what's it going to be, sighed the King, so be it.

[Prodizi]

Hours after the declaration of the attack, top generals and combat specialists are gathered together in a shady room with barely any ventilation. The situation inside grew tense as many of the ideas were either shabby or too overly anticipated. But, after hours of battling, the representative from the Naudai Military base in the western province of Viļķēnys finally made a grin in everyone's faces.

"The Naudai Military base has just finished developing a super heavy duty tanked nicknamed the R-1. This tank was rumored to have been researched for nearly 3 decades and combined with the biggest automotive sector in Archmont and the 2nd largest arms manufacture, this tank will make our enemies shiver and crawl to our knees! With a near impenetrable shell and massive firepower, this tank will shatter the toughest of walls! "

Claps are heard from every corner of the room, until a young officer asked:

"So, what is the cost of this tank?"
"I believe, the cost of this tank is approximately 25 million prats for each unit."

Everyone's jaw dropped. Never in their life had they hear such amazing numbers for a single tank. The costliest tank in the modern Prodizian army is only worth 5 million prats, and it is a big fortune already!

Other Archmontian nations have feared this day to happen, and we will never know the secrets that lurk beneath the name of Prodizi....

[Formicinus]

The Palast in Colonia Arcania.
The Praetor studies the map in front of him for a short while, before he looks up to adress the officers who have gathered in this room.
"Gentlemen, the time is here. The reinforcements from Narak have arrived and started reinforcing our northern border. To give them more time we must seize the Initiative. I want probing attacks along their western coast. Find out if there are any Anti-Air defenses - if you find an open spot, report immideatly. Otherwise, concentrate on harrassing their fleets and planes. Do not risk your soldiers, just prevent them from gaining a chance to attack us."
A young officer takes a step forward to adress the Praetor: "Forgive the interruption, Sir, but what about Castrum Vigiliae? Shouldn't we send some of the Narakian soldiers there to reinforce our borderwalls?"
"Why?" The Preator asks surprised "The wall is behind a large minefield which borders only to Umbrator. Any ground-based army that wanted to attack us would need to get through the Umbratorian forces *and* our defense forces. Also, the Umbratorians have been absolutly silent ever since this affair started, I do not think that they will get involved at all."
The young officer shortly nods before he gets back in line. A Narakian officer qucikly takes his place though
"Praetor, what about the Chruch or the Mechanists? They seem pretty opposed to the war, won't they take actions?"
Racanus sighs and slowly shakes his head "No, I don't think so. They would not risk civil war and I think the Commander is more concerned of Kryk than of us, after all we *have* a reason for this war. Although I have to admit that the complete silence from Mechanus Eternus is curious. I have to assume that they are currently investigating the whole affair around the embassy, but I'm not sure."
The Narakian women salutes, "Do not worry, Preator, our Matriarch herself is currently on her way to Mechanus to ask the Commander to reconsider. If there is anything important going on, I am sure she will inform you." Then she leaves the room entirely.
"Well, anymore questions? No? Than go and start the operation. We must act before Prodizi can."
While the officers leave the room a young secretary arrives and hands the Praetor a letter with the words "The Legion has answered, Praetor."
Racanus takes the letter, reads it and smileys slightly "I think this timing proves that the Seer is wrong. The Lord *is* guiding us into this war."

[Prodizi]

After a moment of silence and prayer, National Prodizian Navy (NPN) and National Prodizian Air force (NPA) officers embark on the NPS (National Prodizian Ship) 047-A, a fairly large boat capable of launching 2 helicopters. Their plan is to spy the northern coast of Formicinus for any anti-aircraft guns and naval ports in the region.

Meanwhile, back at home, thousands of anti-aircraft missiles are getting a complete overhaul, and all of these guns will be controlled using one main computer in an undisclosed secret military location in eastern Prodizi. Curfew has been enacted and military service is compulsory. Each day, from 6:00 to 8:00, Citizens aged 20-45 will be trained accordingly.

Prodizi also seeks help from a close nation, named Otrovija, to assist us in our struggles. Please send help immediately.

[Skywing]

After the receiving the information about the conflict between the two nations in Archmont, The Kingdom of Skywing decided that:"Skywing will stay neutral at least for now"-said Grand Master Drafirios first of the House Of The Dragons.
General Transivilian Grenderug ordered the military forces to start working on both defense and offense.
New Tanks are beginning to be researched in the future.
The Kingdom borders are strongly guarded for now, but they are still opened for people.

[Formicinus]

Commanders of the Legion, I would like to request you to prepare your troops.
We have decided on a strategic plan and will send a Legate to you at an unanouncable time.

We hope you understand that we would prefer it, if you listen to the Legate, since telegrams tend to be unsafe during wars.

We are looking forward to your performance,
P. Racanus, Praetor of Arcanus and Imperator Maximus for the Prodizian Campaign.

[Avendonia]

"So it's official, then? War to the north?" King Iane inquired, shaking his head.
"I'm afraid so, your majesty," explained Marco Carolsuno, Minister of Defence.
"We've already got internal affairs to deal with. The last thing we need is a naval war endangering our merchant ships."
"Shall I mobilise the navy, sir?"
"No. Jumpy as Formicinus is, that would be ill-advised. Just establish patrols in our territorial waters."
"What of Prodizi, sir?"
"We're not going to take sides. We're only making sure no Avendonians come to harm as a consequence of these events."

[Redwolfs empire]

redwolf gasp's as he relises how close the conflict is wondering if he shoud secure his borders

[Erlains]

" Formicinus is now at war with Prodizi. With this the Erlains government think it is necessary to get involved it for political gains so for now on Erlains will defend Prodizi during war. Most of our troops will die but that's the risk we're willing to take"

[Las Islas Whitianas]

Las Islas Whitianas has declared they will take the side of whomever can offer them the best deal.

[Wes Hana]

the president of Wes Hana has officially declared neutrality in this war, although things may change if neighboring nations get involved.

[The Interstellar Federation]

"Hmmm, looks like we've got a situation brewing down around the Prodizi area..." "Oh?" "Failed assasination while one of their MP's were visiting a neighboring country, Formincus." "So why should we take notice?" "Because they have started involving everyone on that planet." "Alright Fleet Admiral, get me a line to the President." "Yes, Overlord." Overlord Xavier Zhao was very busy conducting fleet exercises around the planet of Fidanza, until a Fleet Admiral informed him about a situation brewing up. Soon, President Vincent De Maser responded to the request and green lit an operation to restore peace. The Fleet Admiral walked over to the CIC of his starship and relayed a message to everyone on board the IFS Tangerine:

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[b]OPERATION PLAN[/b]
OPERATION: 22A1

OBJECTIVE: Restore peace to the Prodizi area. Use whatever means necessary.
RESTRICTIONS: Continental annihilation is prohibited. Nuclear weapons are only to be used as a last resort, along with orbital bombardment.

AVAILABLE ASSETS:
-IFS Tangerine (Sirius Class Frigate)
+ All compliment on board
-50 "SPECTRE" Black OPS Operatives (Use sparingly, they tend to destroy armies)
-IFS Tangerine is authorised to utilize orbital bombardment, but only as a last resort.
-BACKUP DENIED
AUTHORITATIVE CODE: 2133QAHB13E
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CONFIRMED

OPERATION IS A GO

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[Prodizi]

With the brightest of smiles, the leader of Prodizi, Ramonās Viļķēnės, smiled at the paper he was holding and reading. He sighed and felt relieved that someone actually understands that Prodizi is innocent, and has nothing to do with this. Ramonās Viļķēnės instantly greeted the parliament members with great cheers. The MPs were confused. Never in their lives have their leader, Ramonās Viļķēnės, cheered so loudly and happily.

"GUYS, WE HAVE GARNERED THE SUPPORT OF ERLAINS!"

At that moment, the whole parliament was filled with rounds applause. All of the MPs thought that with that, Prodizi's chance of winning the war will grow even larger. For now, Ramonās Viļķēnės asks that Erlainian troops to train more in case of an invasion of Prodizi, or if Prodizi attacks Formicinus one day. Things look good for Prodizi, currently.

[Skywing]

'Listen people, we will support the neighbor nation Prodizi in this war or theirs.Our borders are strongly guarded so you mustn't be afraid.The borders are still opened but there will be taken precautions.Only Raykrayes and Prodizian people can enter in and out.So people it is official that there is war now and we are involved in it.Skywing's forces are on their move to the Prodizian territory.The Kingdom is sending 60% of the army, because it will need defense too.From now on it will be hard to any of us, but that is my decision.Thank you all for the great support."-said Grand Master Drafirios first of the House Of The Dragons.
"Amount of 25000 infantry units, and all the Armored Vechiles, Tanks are on there road to the borders.The building of the aircraft base near the Prodizian border is almost complete.
That is all for now."-says Espada Grimmjaw Jagurjack and General Transivilian Grenderug.

[The Salius Legion]

The Salius Legion
The Office of the Grand Commandant[hr]
Formincius,

We are aware of your plans. We await the arrival of your Legate. Troops have been prepared for immediate mobilization.

Maj. Thomas Bellino
Principal Private Secretary to the Grand Commandant

[Formicinus]

Castrum Volati at a rainy evening.
The Praetor arrives at the base of the Arcanian Airforce, the largest of the entire Federation and the pride of all Arcania.
He walks slowly past the barracks, towards the main building where the officers await. The Legate has been dispatched, the strategy developed.
He hates waiting, but he has to. Rushing would ruin everything, there can be no progress before the Legion moves.

When the Praetor enters the conference room the commanders and staffers are already waiting.
"Praetor! The preperations are complete. We are ready to strike as soon as we get notice."
"Good. There must be no delay, no hesitation. The first strike is the most important one and we must make it a fatal strike."
One of the officers opens a map in front of him


"Praetor, we managed to improvise a map. There are two possible targets for the first strike which we have marked blue: The port city of Viļķe, which seems weaker in defense and mostly focused on trade and the stronger defended city of Tiņšēl in the north. Which one should we hit first?"

"Assault the southern one. Attacking the northern one will be easier once we have ground troops to help us, no point in risking everything in the first push."
"Understood, sir. We will concentrate on Viļķe."
"The people of Prodizi will leanr to fear the might of Formicinus. The world will see us. Make our Federation proud, soldiers. We fight the good fight, we fight for justice!"

The Praeter watches his commanders shout and salute, the only thought on his mind is that Prodizi will face the Formician might soon. They caused a Formician to fall, thus they have to fall. There is no other way, justice needs to be served..

[Luxdonia]

"Ladies and gentleman, it is my great pleasure to announce that His Majesty, the King will be attending upon us in this emergency meeting of the Cabinet".
Thomas Hull's clipped tones reverbrated off the oak-panelled walls of the Cabinet Chambers in Fortswright Hall, the official residence of the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Luxdonia.

Edwin waved in a most unregal fashion. The members of the Cabinet, with their dignified facade, merely nodded. Only one, Samantha Lewis, the Minister for Justice and former Speaker of the Estates Common, smiled back.

Lighten up you old prudes, Edwin thought as he sat dressed in his tailored suit at the long, mahoghany table at which they were seated.

Thomas Hull loudly cleared his throat. "His Majesty, esteemed colleagues, this emergency meeting of Cabinet has been called because I am of the firm belief that the national security of our nation is sorely threatened by the current outbreak of war between our neighbours Prodizi and Formicinius. Although Luxdonia lacks diplomatic relations with both nations, their war will engulf all of Archmont in chaos and Luxdonia will not be spared. Luxdonia will burn if we do not act. We must issue a preemptive strike. We must strike while the iron is hot to protect our nation".

Grey clouds of worry began to spread over the faces of the Cabinet. They knew what the elderly Prime Minister was suggesting.

"I believe we need to use nuclear weapons in our bid to bring peace to the region." He grimaced, disturbing himself with the thought.

"No". A clear voice rang out. It was Edwin's.

"I am the Prime Minister, Your Majesty," said Hull, every syllabelle dripping with sarcasm.

"And I am the King. Your position only has meaning because of the powers my predecessors have given to the position. I must remind you, Mr Hull, that these powers can just as easily taken from you. That goes for the Cabinet as well".

"Your Majesty," panted Thomas Hull, clearly not expecting the King to interfere in the meeting in this way, "you are a constitutional monarch. It is expected by convention that you are required to comply with the wishes of the Government and the Estates General. If you do not do so, you will be breaking convention and infringing upon the proud democratic traditions of our great nation".

"Don't try and sell me the "great nation" shit, Hull," Edwin replied, eyes burning. "The monarchy needs to be restored to it's former glory and I will not have this bid be undermined by some jumped commoner in a suit. If the Cabinet goes ahead with this plan of attack involving nuclear weapons, I will step in and dismiss you from office".

Edwin stood up, glared and stormed out of the room.

Silence followed among the shocked ministers. What had gotten into the King?

[Cold Lands]

"That is interesting. Indeed" -says Captain Trevor, after reading the report of the movement of the Formicinus Navy.
"Since I was 28 I used to go on battles.So that what should I do now. Commander Rina Ashley?"
"Yes, Captain?"-says the red headed and charming woman.
"Send our forces in the nation Prodizi.
They look more weaker, so if we want neighbors, we should start gathering them. I think this is a perfect opportunity."

[The Interstellar Federation]

Formicinus - Prodizi Area
The IFS Tangerine exited warp over the landscape of Formicinus and Prodizi. Dozens of escort fighters zoomed around it as quantum sensors scanned the area. Commanding the Tangerine was one of the most legendary space force officers in the Interstellar Military, Captain Michael Finners, known for his superb tactical and strategical genius. "Sir, we have exited warp over the planet, currently in atmosphere, altitude is 5km, over." "Quantum scans are showing large mobilizations of military forces from nations all across this area." "Alright. Let us broadcast a message for them to stand down. I don't feel like destroying nations today." "Yes sir."

A message was relayed to all commands and leadership of the nations around this area:

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----------MESSAGE_RELAY_SUCCESS---------
This is Captain Michael Finners, of the Interstellar Space Force. I have come here to restore peace in this unsteady planetary region. Thus, I call for all of you to stand down and lay down arms, before this escalates into something much worse. I am on orders to respond with force if necessary, so let us not come to that.

With concern,

Michael Finners
Captain of the IFS Tangerine
Interstellar Space Force
----------MESSAGE_END----------


[Redwolfs empire]

Due to the threat of being attacked Redwolf military begin Blowing up bridges that lead to different resort island and they are heavily fortified there will be no tourism til they see the conflict end

[Skywing]

Grand Master Drafirios was staying in front of the window, when Grimmjaw Jagurjack entered in his cabinet.
-Your Majesty, Good Morning.
-Morning Grimmjaw, did you get a chance to look at the report from the Formicinus Desicion?
-I did sir.And that is not good for us, I mean our troops, are still not in the half of the Prodizian Territory, so there will be at least a few days before their arrival.I don't know who is on Formicinus side, but I do believe that we don't have much time.Our troops will help Prodizi with the defense, but it is too risky for us and for the Prodizian Units.
-Grimmjaw, I know what to do.
-What, sir?
-Go to Great Slavyaniya and ask some support,they will surely listen you out, Grimmjaw.You shall be my delegate.
Yes, sir, I'm going immediately.
"There is still hope"-said to himself Grand Master Drafirios

[Las Islas Whitianas]

The King of Las Islas Whitianas sent for a messanger.

"Yes, Great One?"

"Make sure EVERY nation is aware that Las Islas are still willing to fight on any nation's side, are still prepared to send our navy, to whomever can make a good enough offer. Preferably including territory."

"Consider it done."

"Good."

The messenger sends out the message to all of Archmont.

[Belguard]

How? how has all this happening so fast? Formicinus and Prodizi already at war with each other. This didn't bold well for Belguard if we got involved in any way shape or form. the military isn't even at the same technological level as everyone else, we are a nation stuck in the 1960s while everyone else is probably 50 years ahead of us.

"Locke sir?"

"Yes, anything new?"

"Yeah, the SR-71 is back from the recon mission. Both sides are mobilizing and fast."

"It's a good thing that we are far from the conflict or we would have to get involved it it."

"um- that's not all we found, look at these photographs." as the messenger slid across the table the photographs.

"what the hell is that!? it looks like something right out of Star Trek! does this belong to any one of the two?"

"No sir, the co-pilot says that on one of the cameras that nothing was there before and it just suddenly appeared there from nowhere. at around the same time, we received this message" plays the message

"this doesn't look well... place all armed force on high alert, particular the Air force. I don't trust them enough to say 'okay, we will lay down our weapons' to see them wipe out our bases and cities."

"yes sir."

[The Interstellar Federation]

"Sir, we haven't gotten a reply in the last few hours, what is your course of action now?" "We don't want to go busting down the front door...send out some fighters to scout the area, report anything they find. They have permission to use lethal force, for self defence." "Yes sir."

Two F-62 Fury starfighters were being prepped in one of the vast hangar bays of the Tangerine; crewmen ran around, securing weapons and ammunition while fuel was beamed into the starfighters. "Stand clear. Stand clear. Stand clear. Vehicle preparing to launch. Stand clear." an announcer blared as the fighters were locked in onto electromagnetic rails. The pilots signaled that they were ready for launch and upon the press of a button, the rails accelerated the starfighters out of the ship at Mach 5. "We're go for mission over, good launch." one of the pilots radioed. "Copy, move to recon area 1." "Affirmative."

The two jets cruised at Mach 5 over the mobilizing Formicinus navy, which appeared to be readying for a naval invasion. They soared over the ships, transmitting extremely high definition video feeds and x-ray feeds of the mobilizing force.

[Great Slavyaniya]

Somewhere in Slaviksk
"So it has come to this... again," sighted Orzhoy Trepeer Smërt. After those words, silence broke out for a minute. The Secret Service had already gathered intel on the whole situation in the region. Lemmy Kilmister, the CEO of SSS (Slav Secret Service) had come to the Orzhoy's cabinet, he delivered the news. The Orzhoy wasn't surprised. He even knew it would come to this considering the diplomatic tension between Prodizi and Formicinus. The silence was broken once Smërt continued speaking to Kilmister.
"Good thing we are overseas, the war can't come here. Even if it does come, we are prepared," he said.
Lemmy Kilmister replied, "That's right, sir."
"What I want from you now is to gather the small concil," ordered the Orzhoy. He had something in mind. Lemmy Kilmister saluted and exited the room to mind his own buisiness.

After an hour or so, everybody that was needed was in the meeting room. Once the last person entered the room, the heavy oak doors were closed by the royal guards. The room was quite big but the sound-proof doors and walls were able to keep the discussions made inside of it, indeed, inside of it. Officers, ministers, the greatest slav generals and other government officials were gathered around the literally round table. The Orzhoy started speaking in his monotone voice.
"You all know why I gathered you here. There is a war in our region, our ally Skywing is threatened by the Formicians," Smërt stopped for a second to drink water. "My idea is that we should interfier before things escalate. I needn't say people shouldn't suffer if this case can be solved. Now, mr. Kvakachovka, please report what the SSS research team have gathered."

Kvakachovka was in charge of the research team of the Slav Secret Service. The research team's mission was to investigate who was really responsible for the assasination attempt of the Formician parliament member. Kvakachovka started his raport, "Roger that. So, for now we can only speculate for their motives but we are certain that the Fornicans wanted war even before the assasination attempt. According to our psychologist Maria Heckinbork, the assasination was only an excuse to go to war. Accusing the Prodizi government means playing the victim card so they can strike. Last, but not least, we have sent our best investigator, Anon Kleinmann, to investigate the circumstances around this attack."

The Defence minister knew what was up. "Excuse me Mr. Kvakachovka, I must agree with you. You see, from your satelite observations we can clearly notice that the Formies have been building up their armies alongside the border with Prodizi even before the start of the war."
"Well yes, and thanks to that now our ally Skywing is in danger, and with them sending forces to aid Prodizi..." said Smërt.
"Indeed, that will come in handy actually. But for now, in my humble opinion, this can only mean one thing, the Formies want to show how mighty they are." Klaksun Lomliev concluded.
Everyone in the room approved.
"So what should we do now? Mister Grimmjaw Jagurjack оf Skywing wants our help." asked the Minister of Foreign Affairs, Jonndy Clergy.
"Listen up people," the Orzhoy closed in to his microphone, "We should warn the aggressors, and by aggressors I mean Formicinus. If they don't listen to us, Klaksun Lomliev and our generals know what to do..."
The Minister of Defence Klaksun Lomliev agreed, adding in that if Great Slavyaniya eventually joins the war they can win and eventually use Formicinus for resources and other goodies. After some more discussing, it was voted. The Orzhoy went up to the podium to conclude.
"After every person in this room agreed, the conclusion is the following: we should take action to put pressure on Formicinus and its allies. If they don't comply with our warnings we are free to attack them. We will attack them to protect our good ally Skywing which supplies us with the finest meat products. Our citizen can't function without the fine skywingish meat. But we all know the true benefits of attacking Formicinus. Our nation will not only protect its main good ol' meat supplier but it will also gain more lands and resources. What follows next is the preparation of a 50 000-men army which has been decided by the Defence Minister himself. Mr. Lomliev, you are free to take the word."
Klaksun stepped on the podium, he coughed and started speaking,
"The army will be ready for deployment but for now we will send a small division of 15 000 troops in Skywing to keep the situation from escalating. If the Formicinus don't comply with our requests, ceasing fire and retreating back to their own lands, we will launch our first attack, followed by numerous operations until they retreat or cease fire. Furthermore, we will be secretly aiding and helping the Prodizian people via strategies, food, hardware and intelligence. That is all, thank you."
Trepeer Smërt came back on the podium to end the gathering,
"Everything is clear, send our message to every nation in the region and notify Prodizi of our intentions. Ready our soldiers for we are probably going to war!"

OOC: I will continue with another post tomorrow, I am too tired to write the message and the info about the army now