Euro Asian Civil War (Semi-Open, ATTN Rostil) [MT]

[Euro Asian Republics]

Near Faith Park, Euro Asia
January 26, 2016
1950 Hours

A column of M1A2 Abrams main battle tanks, M1126 Stryker ICVs, M2A3 Bradley IFVs, M113A3 APCs and Stryker ADs travel down the road toward Faith Park. They are of the 151st Mechanized Division en route from the western seabord via the Shezna Pass. Along the way, they pass burning wrecks that were once T-80 main battle tanks, BMP-3 IFVs, AH-64 Apache and Mi-24 Hind attack choppers, all destroyed by Eslovakian and Natornic air forces. They effectively created an open door to Faith Park, and hopefully, the capital, Saint Ark. Leading them is General Peter Graves, 37, the youngest commander in Euro Asia's army. A hot blooded man, much like General Erich Parker of the Second Rostillian War. Some say that, personallity wise, he is actually a re-incarnation of the late General Parker.

"Get your butts going, troops! We must continue our offensive." Graves ordered to his troops.

Normally, the battalion would grumble about the General's constant orders, but this is an exception. The main target is Saint Ark, and the troops don't want to miss out on the upcoming battle. The trip went according to scheduale.

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Faith Park, Euro Asia
January 26, 2016
2015 Hours

The column finally arrives at Faith Park. Their fuel tanks were starting to run low, so they need to fuel-up if they're to help in the liberation of Saint Ark. They then make contact with Eslovakian troops who immediately begin to direct the column to their assigned refueling depots.

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San Salvacion, Euro Asia - Temporary Government Building
January 26, 2016
2020 Hours

Patrick Rand, Minister of Foreign Affairs, sits at his desk, looking over the telegram sent over from the Mu government. He felt obligated to allow assistance from an ally who's been on the side of the Euro Asians since Rostil War II. He then makes his mind, and sends a return message.

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To: Emporer Neirda of Mu
From: Minister of Foreign Affairs Patrick Rand

We are greatful of your decision to aid us. With your help, we should end this quickly. We will give you full basing rights in the Cape Rainy region. You have permission to begin operations. From the bottom of our hearts, we thank you.

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Secret location, Euro Asia
January 26, 2016
2205 Hours

Inside a room, lit only by a light in the center of the room, four people are conversing with each other.

"Let's get to the task at hand. How are things proceeding in the country, Vento?" a male voice said.

"The entire country is in turmoil, as according to plan, but..." a second voice, this time a female replied while at the same time, phasing out with the word 'but'.

"But?" the male voice asked.

"We have recieved word that the Mu Empire has sided with the government forces." Vento answered.

The male, the ringleader, grimaced. They all know that the Mu are a force to be reckoned with. Trouble could be brewing even as they speak.

"We must not give up, for the sake of God's Right Seat's survival." the ringleader encouraged the group. He then turns toward another person, male. "Acqua, how are things going in the industrial sector?" the ringleader asked.

"Things are proceeding as planned, my lord. No one in the coporations know about our influence. We even have some of our agents in Birkaine's corporations as well, which solves the logistics for the Rebels." the male voice, Acqua replied.

"Terra, how are things going with Riass?" the ringleader asked as he turned to his right.

"As clueless to our scheme as usual. Though I will inform you if he gets suspicious or learns anything." a third male voice, Terra, replied.

"Good. As long as everything goes accordingly, then our plan will succeed. Glory to God!"

"Very well put, Lord Fiamma." Vento replied.

[The Motherland Of Mu]

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[Natornic Cultures]

Area 88 - 0000 hours

"At ease men. We have a large number of enemy forces to deal with, they're PMC and Rebel assets and factories, somewhere between Saint Ark and Faith Park. Your mission is going to be a covert operations airstrike on these assets. the mission will be codenamed "Operation: Juggernaut". Be aware that since this is a covert operations mission, we will be deviating from sandard AWACS combat procedures and aircraft. AWACS Falcon Eye will be flying an EF-16 Cyberfalcon for this mission, as a standard AWACS craft could compromise the mission. note that the enemy's radar will be active. if any one of you are detected, we will have to abort the mission. Make sure to fly just below the tree tops. The first phase is to take out the power station powering Radar and air defense installations. this will be done by the 702nd TFS Rapier. Once this is done, Rapier will group up with the Natornic Cultures 76th Airborne infantry division being airdropped at a recently constructed airfield, where rebel and pmc fighter aircraft and bombers are being held. Once the airfield is in our hands, the Euro Asian Freedom Corp, comprised of capable refugees, citizens, and mercenaries, will be flown in by Natornic Cultures' "Nomad" flight of MH-60 blackhawks and attempt to take the factories, barracks and storage bunkers. B Company will also take a recently discovered weapons cache. Note that unless under certain circumstances, nobody is to destroy either the weapons cache or the other facilities, as the gained supplies will be used in the liberation of Saint Ark. Dismissed!" After the briefing the pilots head for their aircraft. "This is Rapier 1, requesting permission for takeoff." "Rapier 1, takeoff permission granted. Saturn 1, 5 and Uranus 3 are also granted takeoff permission." "This is Rapier 1, Roger." The pilots take off from Area 88 and fly to the North West of Saint Ark, tward their target.

Later that day at 0500 Hours at Fort Winchester Military Base

"This is Falcon Eye to all pilots, set cruising altitude to 500 Feet and cruising speed at 300 Kts. No Mistakes, the base commander offered a beer for each of you if you successfully pull this off." "This is Rapier 4, Roger that. Glad to get some beer for once." "Rapier 4! Cut The Chatter! Commencing radio silence." was Falconeye's responce. Rapier 4 responded by saying "Guess I'd better cut off the mic and try talking to myself." the the pilots power down their radios. they pass through the radar zones and Rapier destroys the power station at 0530 Hours, powering down the defenses and radar systems. radio systems are powered back up on each aircraft. "This is Falcon Eye, the radar and defense network is officially offline, mission phase one is complete! Begin Phase 2 of the operation! Rapier squadron, meet up and escort the C-130s carrying the Natornic Cultures 76th Airborne infantry division." "This is Rapier 1, Roger." "This is Hercules Flight, we are approaching the airfield! commencing drop!" "This is Falcon Eye, the 76 Airborne Infantry Division has been deployed! all pilots, provide air support for the infantry!" "This is Rapier 1, roger." "This is Phantom Lead, we are approaching the airfield at a steady pace!" "This is Falcon Eye, enemy armor spotted, they look like Challenger tanks as well as Bradly APCs. Phantom lead, how are things down there?" "This is the 76th, Things are still going smoothly! We are raiding the airport now!" "This is falcon Eye, roger." the soldiers fight through the enemy defenses, and eventually capture the airfield. "This is the 76th, we have the airfield, I Repeat, we have the airfield!" "This is Falcon Eye, roger. All planes, if you're running low on fuel and ammo, land at the airfield to restock." "Phase 2 of the operation is complete, moving on to phase 3! All flights, Do you see some MH-60 Blackhawks?"

[Euro Asian Republics]

[B]Over Fort Winchester Military Base, Euro Asia
January 27, 2016
0600 Hours

"This is Saturn squadron, I have a visual on the Blackhawks." Allen replied.

"This is Uranus 1, I too have a visual on the Blackhawks." Janice "Malady" Porter of Uranus squadron, a squadron of four F-16C Fighting Falcons, replied as well.

"Good, everything is going according to plan. ETA, five minutes." Falcon Eye reported.

"This is too easy." Saturn 2 said.

Just then, there are a few signatures on the radar.

"Hey, what's that? Is my radar on the fritz?" Peacock 2 asked.

"It's showing up on mine too. Hey Allen, Falcon Eye! You getting this?" Saturn 3 asked.

"Yeah. Falcon Eye, now's your time to step in." Allen replies.

The EF-16B then powers up its electronic pulse, therefore jamming the rebel and PMC radar.

"ECM active." Falcon Eye responds.

"Good, all fighter units, it's now our turn. Set to your secondary weapons. Pick your targets and fire at will." Janice orders. Just as she says that, the F-15Cs of Saturn squadron, the F-16Cs of Uranus squadron and the Tornado ADVs of Peacock squadron switch to their AMRAAMs, and fire.

"Fox 3!" they each called out. Their missiles hit their mark. The enemy fighters, which turned out to be Sukhoi Su-27 Flankers, were destroyed.

"All enemy fighters destroyed. We have air superiority over the target area." Falcon Eye calls out.

Just then, an enemy reinforcement group made up of Challenger II main battle tanks and Bradley IFVs showed up.

"The enemy tank battalion is inbound as reinforcements. Destroy them before they get into the fight. Europa squadron, Artemis squadron, time for you guys to step in." Falcon Eye relayed.

"This is the 307th Support Wing, callsign "Artemis", we hear you." called out Peter Orion, callsign "Tombstone", the lead pilot of Artemis squadron, a squadron of six Tornado GR.4s.

"This is the 308th Support Wing, callsign "Europa", we're with you." replied Peter's older brother, Thomas, callsign "Titan", lead pilot of the Europa squadron, a squadron comprised of three A-10C Thunderbolt IIs.

"Good, you are cleared to engage the enemy ground forces." Falcon Eye ordered.

"Roger." both flight leads replied.

Just after they said that, the Tornado GR.4s and A-10s roll in and begin their attack run. Artemis squadron is the first to attack. They come in at low altitude and switch to their secondary weapons, MW-1 bomblet dispenser.

"Dropping bomblets!" each of the Tornado pilots called out as they dropped their munitions. Half of the enemy reinforcements were destroyed.

Just after the Tornado GR.4s completed their attack run, the A-10Cs follow in, dropping their ordnance, including fuel air explosives, cluster bombs, and Maverick air-to-ground missiles. The rest of the enemy reinforcements were destroyed.

Almost all of the enemy forces were destroyed, or disabled. The area is clear for the Blackhawks to make their drops.

"You're clear, Nomad." Allen called out.

[Natornic Cultures]

"This is Nomad flight, roger. We are dropping the package off!" Said the lead pilot of Nomad flight as he landed.

"This is Seargant McNeil of the Euro Asian Freedom Corp, we are on the ground, proceeding to take the factories!"

"This is Falcon Eye, roger!"

"This is Rapier, we will provide air support."

"This is the Euro Asian Freedom Corp, roger that Rapier!" The freedom corp sneak up to the first factory and successfully capture it floor by floor, laying down a lot of gunfire on enemy soldiers. As soon as it was captured, Rebel and PMC ground forces find out what was going on. The forces fight though the night, using what ever cover they can find. By dawn around half of the factories and barracks are captured.

"This is the Euro Asian Freedom Corp, we have half of the assets!"

"This is Falcon Eye, roger. I just got word that Captain Tyson of B Company has just taken the weapons cache. thousands of weapons and ammunition are now in our hands and will greatly help in the liberation of the capital."

"Wait. What is this on my radar?" Rapier 3 questioned. "Falcon eye, are you seeing this?"

"This is falcon eye, I have radar contact on a few bogies. they look like A4G Skyhawk 2000s, and are on an airstrike course for the Euro Asian Freedom Corp."

"This is Rapier, roger that. switching to SP Weapons." Rapier switches to their AIM-9M Sidewinder missles and intercept the PMC attack aircraft. They get a lock and fire. "Fox 3, Fox 3!" They shout. They take down the enemy aircraft with ease due to the fact that no escort aircraft were present. "This is Rapier 1, bogies shot down!"

"This is Falcon Eye, kill confirmed."

"This is the Euro Asian Freedom Corp, its 0800 Hours now and at least 80% of the factories and barracks are under our control! Just a little more!"

"This is Falcon Eye to Seargant McNeil, I can confirm that at least 3 assets are remaining. keep up the good work. The operation is going smoother than expected."

"Falcon Eye, this is McNeil, the Enemy forces are in chaos, they are moving away from the assets. We have control of Fort Winchester Military Base!"

"This is Rapier 1, No survivors, the retreating forces are only going to reassemble outside of the area and launch a counter attack, kill them all!"

"This is the Natornic Cultures gunship Hellfire! We are in range to attack the retreating hostiles!" This was the transmitted message from an AC-130U Spectre.

"This is Falcon Eye, welcome to the party hellfire. Pick a target and fire at will."

"This is Hellfire, roger. Opening gun ports, switch cannon fire controls to gunners, weapons free. Kobayoshi, start firing that 120mm cannon back there already will you?" "Captain the 120mm is not operating, repeat, the 120mm is out of action!"
"Damn! Jacob, get that 120mm cannon running ASAP! Kobayoshi, use the 40mm Gatling and 75mm cannon!"

"Got it captain, firing now!" That was the last transmittion aboard the AC-130U. After that transmittion, a shot was fired from the 75mm cannon. As soon as the round hit the group of retreating enemy forces, an explosion was thrown from the impact, destroying any vehicles close to the impact point. The gunner then uses the 40mm Gatling on the enemy forces, wiping a good amount of the retreating enemy units out. "Captain, the 120mm is back in action!"

"Good work Jacob! Kobayoshi, start firing that 120mm!"

"Got it captain, firing now!" A shot was then fired from the 120mm cannon, destroying a good 50% of the remaining enemy forces that were stupid enough to stick close to each other. "This is Falcon Eye, 15% of enemy forces remaining."

"This is Hellfire, roger!" The gunner of the gunship then fires the 75mm cannon in rapid succession at the last 15% of the enemy forces, taking them out in 50 seconds. "This is Hellfire, all enemy forces destroyed. Falcon Eye, can you confirm?"

"This is falcon Eye, we confirm that the retreating forces are completely annihilated. Mission Complete. All aircraft RTB." All aircraft then change their course for Area 88.

Area 88
1300 Hours, January 27, 2016

"Hellfire, Falcon Eye, you are clear to land. Fighter aircraft stay in Combat Air Patrol until Falcon Eye and Hellfire have landed."

[Eslovakia]

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ENS Ekaterinberg - Northern Valhalla Fleet - January 27, 2016 - 1500 Hours

Several flight officers entered the room in an orderly fashion whilst the commanding officer prepared his briefing. The officers sat down and the lights slowly dimmed before the bright overhead projector lit up the room.

"Good afternoon, Ladies and Gentlemen. I'll begin the briefing now regarding the Operation to take back Greater Saint Ark." said the commanding officer as he stepped up towards the podium.

"4 B-2 bombers are currently en-route towards Saint Ark for a SEAD mission to pave the way for choppers to come in and deploy troops at a simultaneous and co-ordinated precise strike on key areas within the city to prevent an effective counter attack from the Rebels. Here's the detailed plan, Amphibious Assault Ships ENS Rotebro, ENS Karlstad and ENS Magnus will deploy Euro-Asian and Eslovakian troops through the use of LCAC units and helicopters.

Now here's the key area. There will be 3 main amphibious assaults on the city striking the Point of Saint Ark, Saint Ark Beach and Stanford Bay. The 1st Mechanized Infantry AEF (Amphibious Expeditionary Force) will take on Saint Ark Beach along with Natronic Cultures and Euro-Asian Forces. This attack wave will be supported by helicopters deployed from ENS Rotebro and air strikes from ENS Ekaterinberg. Fire missions from cruiser ENS Marsta will be available continously. The 3rd AEF alongside USEA Forces will take on Saint Ark Port, the B-2 strikes will have cleared most defences by the time the main force lands. They will be support by 6 UCAV's deployed from Kiruna AFB, and again, will have access to fire missions. And the 2nd AEF Mechanized will take Stanford bay along side Euro-Asian and Natronic Forces. The Euro-Asian and NC forces will provide most fire missions for the ground troops but support will still be available for them." lectured the the commanding officer as the other officers took notes and carefully studied the handouts provided.

"Special Forces from the 501st Legion will be taking part in this operation as well assault from outside the city through land. C Company of the 501st will conduct sabotage operations on both Stanford Bay and Saint Ark beach prior to the operation, this is where you come in. The 48th Rissne Squadron will do it's outmost to support those troops as they're gonna be ploughing through hell's backyard so I expect you to focus, none of this bitchin I keep hearing in the radio chatter!" said the commanding officer.

"Yes sir, don't have to ask twice!" replied the lead pilot.

"Damn right I don't, anyway, A Company of the 501st will conduct an airborne assault on the Parliament Building which is where intel suggests the the rebels have established their HQ. Not guaranteed so don't get your hopes up. B Company's gonna steam roll into Saint Ark securing the highway for logistical purposes. They'll plough through towards Stanford Bay which will be the temporary FOB for the ground forces until the Euro-Asians and NC's secure both the Capitol and the Military Base." finished the commanding officer. "Any Questions?"

"No sir" replied the pilots.

"Alright, get your ugly ass faces outta my room and get prepared for the operation, LETS GO!" shouted the commanding officer as the pilots ran out the room.

"Good luck, your gonna need it" chuckled the commanding officer when everybody left.

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Flight Deck - ENS Ekaterinberg - Northern Valhalla Fleet - January 27, 2016 - 1525 Hours

The deafening alarm blared throughout the whole ship as ground crew members and pilots scrambled towards their planes preparing for the operation. Operation Take Back was in full swing.

The pilots boarded their aircraft whilst the ground crew conducted preliminary checks on taking off aircraft. The ground crew member in shiny green overalls made a cross symbol with his arms to the pilot indicating all is clear and to prepare for take off. The pilot smiled and gave a thumbs up before fastening his oxygen and adjusting his complicated flight display and control.

The K-JAS 39NG Sea Gripen rolled up towards the catapult line and attached its wheels to the steam roller. The ground crew member initiated a count down 5...4...3...2..1...shoot! The ground crew member leaned forward and pointed out to the sea and the pilot set the stick on full throttle at 103% Afterburners had been initiated and the aircraft dramatically sped down the catapult line jolting the aircraft into the open skies

Other aircraft on the carrier began lining for the catapult launches.

"Rissne 1, Airborne!"

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Flight Deck - ENS Skanstull (LHD) - Northern Valhalla Fleet - January 27, 2016 - 1530 Hours

Several Attack Helicopters and utility helicopters landed on the deck of the ship as troops lined up on the deck with delicate military equipment awaiting transport to the mainland.

The troops stared in awe as newly Stealth K-SHX10 Helicopters landed aboard the ENS Skanstull along with attack helicopter escorts flying overhead. The loud speakers blared out on the deck giving important announcements.

"Outlaw Squad is to board chopper 4, Devils to board chopper 1, Bandits board chopper 2, Stinger is to board chopper 3, Ergo board chopper 5, Vikings board chopper 6 and all medical personnel to board choppers 7, 8 and 9. Good luck and Godspeed."

"Alright, you heard the man, Outlaws, haul ass to chopper 4 most Ricky tick!" shouted SSgt Erik

"We are Oscar Mike" replied the scout as the rest of the team boarded the helicopter.

Within minutes, all the troops had boarded the helicopters from all ships including the NC and USEA fleets within the Northern Valhalla Fleet. The sight of hundred of helicopters blocked out the sun over the sea as they buzzed over the fleet whilst LCAC (Landing Craft Air Cushion) spewed out the back of the amphibious assault ships throughout the fleet.

"Now that's an invasion force!" said Cpl Anders

"Hell yeah, and were about to ram it right down those crazians fucking throats, you feel me!" shouted SSgt Erik motivating the troops in the helicopter.

"All right listen up and listen carefully, imma only gonna say this once. This is the most important thing you fuck ups are ever gonna hear in your lives!

Rule #1 - Don't get shot! You will not die on the battlefield unless I fuckin order you too! Stay in cover and do not get isolated from the fire team. None of this lone wolf bullshit!

Rule #2 - Short, Controlled Bursts! The last thing I wanna hear is that one of shouting you're outta fuckin ammo cuz' you were too busy playin Rambo with my expensive digis!

Rule #4 - Watch Your Bullet Drop! I know, gravity's a bitch, if you got trouble working out distances, use your range finders!

Rule #5 - Patch your wounds! If you don't, you bleed out and guess what! You sons o' bitches either die or waste someone else time patching your wounds cuz' you were too god damn busy playin terminator!

Rule #6 - Keep a Full Mag at all Times! Need I fuckin say more!?

Rule #7 - If in Doubt, FALL BACK!!! If you cannot move towards the enemy, pop smoke and fall back to the nearest "safe" zone and rethink your strategy of advancement.

Rule #8 - Keep the Enemy Suppressed!!! Suppressive Fire is key when moving against the enemy. The enemy is going to stay in the same place and be an easy target. So I wanna see plenty of heads popped! If you got a machine gun then use that bitch!

Rule #9 - Follow my orders! If any of your insubordinate bitches decide to act on your own, I'm gonna come down on you like a ton of bricks! If you think NJP's are bad, you ain't been with me long enough yet!

Rule #10 - Don't Fair Fight, Shot to Kill! There ain't no shit as fair fight in war, cuz' that crazian down your scopes ain't gonna hesitate to pop one or two bullets in your head!" said SSgt Erik whilst the rest of the fire team stared in awe.

"Some impressive shit there Staff Sergeant, but you forgot Rule 3#" said the gunner of Outlaw, Bravo Company.

"You'll know rule 3# when I tell you rule 3#!" chuckled SSgt Erik

"ETA is 7 minutes, buckle up, shit's about to go down!" shouted the pilot through the microphone.


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B-2 Bombers - Saint Ark Airspace - USEA - January 27, 2016 - 1530 Hours

"Valhalla Squadron is approaching target area, initiating bombing run. Targeting systems activated" said the pilot over the radio.

"Copy that, J-STARS says green light, commence operation." replied the AWACS.

The large bomb bay doors of the B-2 bomber slowly opened revealing its deadly payload it was about to blow to the enemy.

"Bombs away!" shouted the Fire Control Officer as he picked out targets using the on board targeting software.

Large explosions engulfed the targets around the port, beach and Stanford Bay.

"J-STARS, I'm seeing good secondaries, We've taken the main defensive lines along the invasion routes. We have 5 JDAM's left and 26 minutes of fuel to spare before returning to base so the troops have fire support over."

"Roger that, Valhalla, thanks for the assist." replied the AWACS

[Euro Asian Republics]

Nimitz-class Carrier EAS Michael Riass, Flagship of the 2nd Fleet - Briefing Room
January 27, 2016
1500 Hours

A group of pilots entered the briefing room and sat down. Among them are pilots, now Leutenant-Colonel Peter 'Ghost' Eustice, 1st Leutenant Fred 'Spider' Parkins, Captain Rachael 'Rose' Ashford, Captain Kevin 'Underdog' Richards and 1st Leutenant Patrick 'Rusty' Dawson. Since their air attack on the Rebel fleet at Port Edwards on the 3rd of December, they had moved up in terms of equipment. When the war started, they used obsolete F-8S Super Crusaders, now they're using newly aquired F/A-18F Super Hornets, becoming VFA-34.

Same thing can be said for VF-103, when the war started, they used obsolescent F-14As, now they're using F-14E Super Tomcat 21s. When VFA-14 started out the war, they used aging F/A-18C Legacy Hornets, now they use F/A-18E Super Hornets.

The pilots and RIOs were chatting with one another when the fleet commander Admiral Samuel Edwards came in. "Settle down people." he told them. He then goes onto the podium. "Now, if there are any objections, I would like to take command of this air operation. Our intelligence ship, the EAS Reader had intercepted a coded transmission three days ago. It reads as follows: 'Papa Bear to be moved out of zoo in one week.' Our analysts have determined 'Papa Bear' to be Prime Minister James Westinghouse, who had disappeared when the Rebels invaded Saint Ark last fall. The location where the transmission originated appears to be from an old facility on the south end of Newfield Island. Our Marines Special Ops will fly out to facility and commence a recovery operation. They will not be alone, though. They will be assisted by one of best in MI6. Her name is Blue Eyes." Edwards explained, the name Blue Eyes caused a bit of a stir in the briefing room.

"Your mission, pilots, is to escort and protect the choppers. VFA-34 and VFA-14 will act as both a strike package against AA and SAM placements, as well as an escort for the choppers. VF-103 will act as an escort for both the choppers and the strike package, protecting them from enemy fighters, should they encounter any." Edwards continued.

"Wheels up in one hour. Good luck." he finished.

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Nimitz-class Carrier EAS Michael Riass, Flagship of the 2nd Fleet - Flight Deck
50 miles from Port Edwards, Euro Asia
1600 Hours

Peter and his RIO head to their Super Hornet. They then go through the checklist and begin starting up their engines. While this was happening, the other planes are taxiing to the catapults or are already at the catapults and begining take-off procedures.

"Raising pressure. 70, 80, 90, we're in the green zone." calls out the catapult technician as a Super Tomcat 21 prepares for take-off. It is soon launched off the carrier.

Peter then begins to taxi. Soon enough, the F/A-18F reaches the port catapult. "Check catapults!" one of the technicians called out. It wasn't long afterward that Peter's Super Hornet was launched off the carrier.

"Altitude restrictions cancelled, begin you mission. Good luck." the carrier's ATC reported to Peter.

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Newfield Island, Euro Asia
1650 Hours

A special ops team, using two General Resource-built K-SHX10 stealth utility choppers is just ten miles away from the target. "This is Black Knight to White Rogue, we're ten miles from the target area. I hope our fighter protection is close." Blue Eyes calls out on the comm channel.

The escort fighters arrived on station. They then recieved a message from their AWACS, an E-2C Hawkeye. "This is AWACS 'Seagull', strike package, begin your attack. Take out the AA and SAM emplacements."

"This is Ghost. Roger that."

The five F/A-18Fs of VFA-34 and ten Es of VFA-14 begin their attack run. They fire their HARM anti-radiation missiles, therefore destroying the enemy anti-air emplacements around the facility.

"This is Rose, all anti-air emplacements have been destroyed." Rachael informs Seagull.

"Confirmed, good job guys. White Rogue to Black Knight, you're clear for assault." Seagull replies as well as informing the special ops team.

The K-SHX10s land outside the facility unhindered. The payload onboard the choppers disembark, the special ops team armed with L85A1s, FN FALs and Knight's Armament Company PDWs, and Blue Eyes armed with a KAC PDW and a Walther P99, head into the seemingly abandoned facility.

They go through a maze of hallways made of concrete. So far, they haven't encountered any resistance. Almost as if the enemy was dumb. Either they're dumb, or it's a trick.

Blue Eyes hears talking around the corner. She signals the rest of the special ops team to hold position. She screws a silencer onto her P99, and points it around the corner, and fires, taking down two enemy guards.

"We're clear, come on." she ordered. They continue through the maze of corridors until they reached a split, according to the signs, lead to the cell blocks. Blue Eyes orders the team to split up, half go one way while she and the other half head the other.

Blue Eyes and one team head down the row of cell blocks, and they hear a voice. A very familiar voice. They continue down and come across the cell where the voice originated. And sure enough, it's Prime Minister James Westinghouse, who looks like he's gone through hell.

"Mister Prime Minister, good to see you're allright." Blue Eyes says with relief.

"Blue Eyes? Thank God you're here. Get me out of here before the rest of the Rebel guards find out you're here." James told her. One of the special ops members fired his PDW at the lock, freeing him.

"This is Blue Eyes, Papa Bear has been freed. All units head outside, and protect Papa Bear at all costs." Blue Eyes orders to the other team. Not long after that, gunfire is heard in the building, obviously the other team had encountered heavy risistance. Blue Eyes, Westinghouse, and the accompanying spec ops team head for the split in the corridor, where they encounter Rebel soldiers, armed with AK-74s. The special ops team with Blue Eyes and Westinghouse fire their L85s and FN FALs. They immediately drop three enemy soldiers.

"Go! Go! Go!" one of the spec ops members ordered. It was not long after that they encountered two more guards, this time armed with Uzis. Blue Eyes and a few other spec ops members fire their KAC PDWs, killing the two enemy guards.

They then run into the other special ops team and then immediately head outside where the stealth choppers are waiting. They board the two helos and they immediately lift off the ground.

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Over Facility - Newfield Island, Euro Asia
1735 Hours

Over the facility, the VFA-34, VF-103 and VFA-14 are in patrol. They then hear a message from the K-SHX10s, "Black Knight to White Rogue, we are extracting the target and are leaving the area. You have control of the airspace, right?"

"That's affirmative Black Knight, though we have bogies on radar incoming from the north. Probably an enemy scramble. Pilots, you are cleared to engage." Seagull informed.

VF-103 picks up the enemy fighters on radar. They switch over to their AIM-54 Phoenix long range missiles, they fire, their missiles hit their mark, the enemy fighters, confirmed to be Sukhoi Su-33 Flanker-Ds have been destroyed.

"This is Black Knight, we have reached the edge to the combat zone, and are continuing south. Thanks for the air cover, we couldn't have done it without you." the pilot of the lead stealth helo called out.

"How's the Prime Minister?" Rachael asked.

"He looks like he's been through a lot, but he isn't severely injured or anything." Blue Eyes replied on the radio.

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Nimitz-class Carrier EAS Michael Riass, Flagship of the 2nd Fleet
50 miles off the coast of Port Edwards, Euro Asia
1900 Hours

After a few hours of cruising back to the carrier, and doing a mid-air refueling along the way, the fighters made it back to the carrier, they immediately enter landing pattern. One by one, each plane had landed, including Peter's plane.

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Admiral's bridge
Two hours later

When everybody got word of the Prime Minister's return and ran up to the bridge, they saw him, James Westinghouse. He was smiling and chatting with Blue Eyes and Admiral Edwards. Apparently, he spent his days confined in the Rebel facility, which was once a civilian prison.

He sees the pilots and officers and salutes them. Everybody returns the salute. Peter, Rachael, Fred, Kevin, Patrick, everyone.

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Nimitz-class Carrier EAS Michael Riass, Flagship of the 2nd Fleet - Radio room
One hour later

James stands at a radio, headset on. The chat that he had earlier with Blue Eyes and Admiral Edwards were about what was going on in the conflict. The formation of the Democratic League, and later on, the entry of Mu forces. Remembering this, he switches to the frequency used by the Euro Asian, Eslovakian, Natornic, and Mu forces, as well as civilians listening in on the military frequencies, and begins a speech that he prepared himself.

"People of USEA, I have returned. By the grace of Almighty God, the allied forces, including our military, now stand at the doorstep of our capital. I stand speaking to you from the aircraft carrier Michael Riass. Me and the allied forces have come dedicated and committed to the task of destroying every vestage of Rebel control over your daily lives, and of restoring upon a foundation of indestructable strength, the liberties of the people."

[The Motherland Of Mu]

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[Natornic Cultures]

Area 88, Euro Asia
0800 hours, January 28, 2016

The pilots were talking to each other in the mess hall. The base commander was talking with Rapier 1 about the recent events at Newfield Island.

"I heard that the prime minister had been rescued. This will go a long way to helping the government and it's allies liberate Euro Asia." The commander said.

The media has recently declassified the names of the 2 main pilots in Rapier squadron. The names included starkiller's name being Jacob Bennett. His wife and second, Luna, was Jasmine Bennett.

Recently, more pilots have joined the Natornic Cultures air force, including Second Leuitenant James "Ulysses" Lionheart, Captain Johnny "Wrath" Jackson and Corporal Harry "Infern" Petrenko of the Ulysses squadron.

Suddenly an AWACS E-3 Sentry lands at the airfield, carrying the Natornic Cultures emblems. "Ahh he's here." The base commander said. "That AWACS is the Natornic Cultures main AWACS. His Callsign is Diamond Eye."

"Finally, we have more than one AWACS at this base." Jacob replied.

The E-3 Sentry gets refueled. Within a couple of hours the pilots will have to launch out again for the final sortie against the Rebels, the liberation of the capital of Saint Ark.

Northern Valhalla Fleet, Off the coast of St Ark
0830 Hours, January 28, 2016

"This is the Natornic Cultures main carrier NCS Lexington, we are launching aircraft for attack runs against enemy assets to cover landing craft."

Natornic Cultures, Euro Asian, and Eslovakian landing craft race tward Saint Ark Beach, with the NCS Victory providing artillery support on enemy bunkers and positions.

"Alright, we're going to take this beach no matter what these low life rebels throw at us!!" Said Seargant Jones of the Natornic Cultures 75th Marine Division. "Alright, 60 feet to go, 40, 30, 20 ,10. Alright we're on the beach! GO, GO, GO!"

The soldiers leave the landing craft while Natornic Cultures AN-225s airdrop tanks, artillery, ammo crates, anything necessary to the mission.

"Corporal, get on that 50 Cal. and support the troops!" said Seargant Jones to Corporal Phisher.

Area 88, Euro Asia, 0900 hours, January 28th, 2016

The air pilots ready up for the sortie. An inflight briefing will be provided when the pilots reach Saint Ark. However it has been made clear that Falcon Eye will support Euro Asian and Eslovakian forces, while Diamond Eye supports Natornic Cultures and any Mu air forces that will operate in the area.

"This is Area 88, Falcon Eye, Diamond Eye, Hellfire, you are cleared for takeoff in that sequence. Rapier, Ulysses, Peacock, wait until the big birds leave the ground."

"This is Rapier 1, roger that. waiting until Big birds leave the runway."

The 2 AWACS craft and the AC-130U gunship leave the ground one by one. once they leave the ground, Rapier, Peacock and Ulysses squadrons then take off, and sett course for Saint Ark. Operation Take Back is in it's fullest swing.

The pilots take 7 hours and constant midair refueling to reach Saint Ark.

Saint Ark, 1600 Hours, January 28th, 2016

"This is Diamond Eye to all pilots listen up! The enemy has turned the capital into a fortress. All pilots are to take out the fortress walls from the South, Southeast, north, and west to allow the ground troops to enter. Once the ground troops have entered, you will immediately switch to Combat Air Support for the offensive on the capital. Keep civillian casualties to a MINIMUM! Avoid damaging buildings when possible and keep our troops safe. that is all."

"This is Rapier 1, Roger!"

The pilots each break down the fortress walls and allow the ground troops to enter the capital. A fierce fight then erupts on the ground between national forces and rebel and PMC forces. Hellfire provides air support for the troops.

"Good going Kobayoshi. Keep that fire going!" said the captain of the gunship.

"This is Diamond Eye, multiple fighters incoming, they look like F-22N Sea Raptors, they have the emblem of the PMC, intercept them!"

"This is Rapier 1, roger."

"This is Ulysses 1, roger that, beginning intercept!"

The pilots speed tward the PMC fighters and switch to their AIM-120M missles. Rapier gets a lock and fires. "Fox 3, Fox 3!" they shout as they fire the missles. However, electronics go crazy and the missles miss their targets. "Damn what the fuck is going on?" Luna questions. "This is Rapier 1 to Diamond Eye, We need a SitRep!"

"This is Diamond Eye to all pilots, we are experiencing high level jamming across all channels! we can't find the source fast enough!"

[Eslovakia]

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Area of Operations: Saint Ark - January 27, 2016 - 1537 Hours

The endless blue sky over Saint Ark was covered in a thick smog of Flak as helicopters veered around in the masses avoiding the deadly anti-aircraft fire as fighter jets whooshed over the the large area of operations. Rebel soldiers and armor could be seen maneuvering around the battle space as bombs continuously dropped around them.

"This is chopper 6 with Vikings! Heavy ack-ack fire surrounding and cannot reach target drop off, please adv- Shit we've been hit, chopper 6 going down hard, were loosing control!" blared the pilot as the nearby choppers avoided the uncontrollable chopper that was spewing out smoke from its tail rotor rapidly decreasing altitude.

"Roger that chopper six, CSAR has been deployed" replied the operator on board. "Attack chopper inbound to you to provide cover."

"Roger! Were going down hard!" shouted the pilot. one soldier was swooped out of the aircraft onto a nearby building as the large helicopter grazed another building before its rotors crushed into the windows swaying the helicopter towards a small street before crashing down. The pilot managed to level the aircraft, enough to avoid slamming into the street and cause the helo to be blown to pieces.

"ZIPANG 2 to Wallenberg, currently circling over crash site. Too much smoke to to determine anything but- Hold on, were seeing enemy armor approaching the crash site, please advise, over." said the attack helicopter pilot.

"Wallanberg to ZIPANG 2, try and hold of the enemy as best as you can and determine whether there are any remaining survivors at the crash site."

"ZIPANG 2 roger that."

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"Chopper 4 has arrived at the target objective, deploying Outlaws" said the pilot over the radio. "Go, go go!"

The soldiers jumped out of the helicopter running towards a building for cover as the helicopter whisked away from the battle space spewing out bullets from each side as it veered away.

"Alright, to the first objective, lets move!" commanded SSgt Erik

"We're Oscar-Mike!" replied the troops.

The group of soldiers ran towards a small building for cover whilst hastily checking their corners for rebel troops. Gunfire and bomb blasts echoed in the background. The SSgt held his fist up in the air and gave the hand signal for his scout to come up.

"Got 2 enemy armor rolling up this street with fuck loads of infantry, call in a JDAM." said SSgt Erik as he discreetly pointed out the large collection of troops from a street corner hiding behind a hot dog stand.

"Gotcha" replied the scout as he began operating the radio. "This is Outlaw 2-1-2 to Wallenberg, over!"

"Wallenberg receiving you loud and clear, go ahead" replied the female radio operator on board the ENS Wallenberg.

"Outlaw 2-1-2 request JDAM CAS mission, 250 meters east of my position down a main road, over!" said the scout.

"Roger that, birds en route" replied the radio controller.

"Valhalla Flight to Outlaws, target is 20 seconds, standing by, standing by, bombs away!" replied the pilot from the overhead B-2 bomber above.

"10 Seconds...5 seconds...bomb on target, confirm outlaws"

"Outlaw 2-1-2 confirm direct hit, thanks. Over and out!" replied the scout.

"Pop smoke! Pop smoke!" shouted SSgt Erik as he pointed to the street throwing a smoke grenade followed by 3 others. "Alright, Run!"

The soldiers sprinted across the street as fast as they could dodging large burnt out cars and scattered bodies over the street as the large white smoke provided cover. Survivors of the JDAM strike looked around in confusion whilst their fallen comrades wailed in pain and agony shouting "Medic!" around. The outlaws continued to focus on the mission overshadowed by the city's large damaged skyscrapers. The troops abruptly stopped infront of a large office building where rebel soldiers were rampant in the perimeter. The troops engaged executing complicated maneuvers around rebel troops making sure every single one was dealt with.

"Now that's how we roll" said SSgt Erik to his soldiers with a huge grin on his face. "Outlaws 2-1-2 at the objective point. Executing objective."

The troops managed to break into the buildings back entrance carefully clearing the building. Large bangs ensued the building as chaos swept the floors. The troops advanced higher clearing each floor before suffering their first casualty.

"Man down! Man down!" shouted a corporal.

The SSgt sprinted towards the soldier who was now starring at a corpse lying dead on the floor. A bullet has pierced right through his helmet and out the other side. The soldier lay so ever still with the warm thick blood slowly oozing out the back of his head spreading over the dirt covered marble office floor. The SSgt pulled his fingers to the corpses neck to check for a pulse but was all in vain as it gave no signs of life. He signaled to the rest to carry on sweeping the building as he ordered the corporal to strip the dead body of his ammunition and any personal belongings to return to the fallen comrades family.

"Place the body downstairs, were calling in CASEVAC after this" said the SSgt has he raced upstairs.

The SSgt saw 5 soldiers surrounding one man on his knees wearing a highly decorated mess military uniform. He managed to work out that it was a high value target for the DL. They had captured a colonel.

"Outlaw 2-1-2 to Wallenberg, Christmas has come early, we got you a high value target ranked at colonel suspect of holding commanding position in his AO, over!" said the SSgt on the radio as he evilly eyed the bruised looking officer.

"Wallenberg acknowledges, were sending a Euro-Asian chopper over to you know. Its a stallion with a yellow marking on the tail fin, It's friendly. over"

"Roger, We've got one casualty, will a CASEVAC mission be available?" asked the SSgt

"Affirmative, the Stallion is a designated medical chopper, just send the wounded back here in it." said the radio operator

"Roger, outlaws over and out"

SSgt Erik slowly eyed the rebel officer tempted to release his anger out at him but knew he had to refrain.

"I really wouldn't bustin your face open right know but I gotta drag your ass onto that chopper and it would only make me more of a low life than you are" said the SSgt. "Get him to the roof top and direct the chopper, I want that body on that roof!"

Just then the officer hastily pulled out a knife from a nearby soldier and stabbed SSgt Erik from behind deeply piercing his rib cage into his lungs. He screamt in agony and collapsed on the ground as the other soldiers wrestled him to the ground.

"HOLD FIRE!" grunted SSgt Erik in pain as he lay on the ground spewing out blood from his back. "Get him out of here...ALIVE! and somebody help me get up to the roof top, I've had enough of these crazians as it is!"

The soldiers punched the officer briefly knocking him out before dragging him up the stair case followed by the wounded SSgt Erik aided by two soldiers followed by the rest of the troops.

The Stallion helicopter could be seen emerging from the flak covered clouds in bounding towards them as one of the soldiers lit a bright flare indicating their position.

Just then Euro-Asian and Eslovakian tanks rolled by on the nearby main street firing their heavy weaponry as scattered rebel troops put up a hugely fierce fight against the masses of soldiers being poured on the poor doomed souls...

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Area of Operations: Saint Ark - Airspace - January 27, 2016 - 1612 Hours

"Rissne Squadron engaging main objective. Strike formation implemented, switch to KRBS-16, target is locked on, standing by, standing by, fire! Chaff and flare! Chaff and Flare!" announced the lead pilot over the radio as he maneuvered away whilst the missile furiously flew directly towards an enemy position. "Alright target destroyed!"

The Gripen pilots began to gain altitude before realising they were about to come head to head with Rebel fighters Su-35 Flankers.

"Shit, enemy fighters at 2 o'clock, switching to AMRAAM- crap I've been locked on to!" shouted the lead pilot as alarms blared in the cockpit. "Air launch! Air launch! 3 o'clock high, tally chaff, flare six o clock, one mile, 20 high! Aaaahh! It's too close, ejecting, ejecting!!"

The aircraft's canopy blasted of and the pilot was blasted out into the sky to safety as his aircraft was stricken by the missile blowing up into hundreds of fragments.

"Rissne 2, seeing good chute, good chute!"

"Wallenberg deploying CSAR, stand by"

The Gripen pilots dispersed from formation and engaged the Su-25 Flankers in a dog fight. The second pilot managed to get a lock on with a side winder and gained a direct hit. "Kudos to me!" shouted the pilot.

The third pilot was locked up engaging the Su-25 in a gun battle finding it difficult to cope with the extremely agile fighter. "They're like snakes in the sky, god dammit!" shouted the pilot.

"Engage with missile then", replied the second pilot.

"I can't, I'm too close, my engine will fry" said the third pilot, "Get him for me!"

"I'm out of missiles! and I won't be staying airborne for long with these JDAM's!"

'Bingo fuel! Bingo fuel!' blared the systems on the third aircraft. "shit, I can't keep this up, I'll run dry! Going for a straight dive down low!"

"Don't do it! He's still got a missile!!!" shouted the second pilot.

It was already too late, the Flanker pilot out did the Gripen pilot and took the window of opportunity striking the missile at him. The Gripen aircraft executed its standard missile avoidance maneuvers but it wasn't sufficient and he was out of counter measures. His fate was inevitable and he also dragged the ejection cable by his seat but hell struck down on him.

"Shit!!! Its stuck!, I can't eject!!!" shouted the third pilot in panic "Helppp-"

The radio cut off and a large flame ball engulfed the sky as the debris slowly plummeted to the ground. The lone Flanker knew it was no match for two more Gripens and wasted no time in flying away from the Gripens grip escaping his death. The remaining two aircraft were forced to leave the rest to CSAR and head back to the carrier before they themselves became death's new vicitm...

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Area of Operations: Saint Ark - Off the coast - ENS Wallenberg - Blue Ridge Class Command Vessel - January 27, 2016 - 1620 Hours

Admiral Björnberg had taken a helicopter to ENS Walleberg Command Ship to oversee operations over the capital. Commanders from Mu, Euro Asia and Natornic Cultures sat around a conference table with multiple screens at the end of the table with images flickering of the battle whilst up to date statistics were being drawn up with continuous up to date SitReps being filed in from all forces into multiple command centers around the country ranging from Kiruna Air Force Base to Area 88 to ENS Wallenberg.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I've just received a report that we've secured and established a beachhead with a combination of Euro-Asian Forces and Eslovakian Amphibious Forces. Part of Sector 2 have been secured. Sectors 1, 3 and 4 are still encountering heavy and stiff resistance. I'll announce more significant news as it develops." said Admiral Björnberg to the highly ranked and decorated generals and commanders in the room.

Cheers and applauds engulfed the room when they received the news of a beachhead had been established. ENS Karlskrona and the Euro Asian Amphibious Ship could now deploy their full scale heavy equipment such as ARCHER Artillery vehicles, MBT's, APC's etc. Supplies were sure to get to forces in need even quicker now. This was the opening key for the 501st Legion to storm Stanford Bay and wreck havoc behind enemy lines accompanied with Natornic Cultures, Euro Asian and Mu special forces tactically working together as a combined strike force for maximum effectiveness.

[Natornic Cultures]

"This is Rapier 1 to Diamond Eye, do you have visual on jamming source?" queried Rapier 1.

"This is Diamond Eye, we have a fix on the jammer, its a rebel EF-16B Cyberfalcon."

"This is Ulysses 1, we've got a tally on the jammer, commencing intercept."

The Ulysses squadron of 6 Rafale Ms intercept the jammer aircraft. They close in on the Cyberfalcon and fire their guns, tearing the jammer aircraft apart.

"This is Ulysses 1, we've shot the jammer aircraft down!"

"This is Diamond Eye, kill confirmed."

Just then, 5 AN-225s appear. "This is the Transport Group, callsign Sova, we are in range of Saint Ark, beginning air drop!" The transports then drop tanks of the Natornic Cultures 57th Airborne armored division onto the streets, which then begin clearing out the enemy tank units.

"Alright We've got 5th Street and Heartford Avenue!" shouted the tank commander.

The tanks then begin taking Westinghouse Avenue while the Euro Asian Freedom Corp take the capital building, which had been turned into barracks for rebel soldiers, as well as a prison building for several POWs.

"This is Seargant McNeil, we have infiltrated the capital building, commencing sweep!" The forces then take the extra time to clear out the capital building. Room by room they take the building. The forces then reach the courtyard. A loud shot is heard from the balcony, and several soldiers watch in terror as McNeil falls to the ground.

"This is Corporal Adrian Shepard, Seargant McNeil is down, we have snipers in the area!" Just then a private walks up to the sniper and shoves a knife in the sniper's neck.

"Sniper down!" shouted Shepard.

"Sh... Sh... Shepard!" moand McNeil. "Seargant!" Shepard shouted back.

"Shepard, you are seargant now! Take my place as squad leader." said McNeil as he hands Shepard a strange coin.

"Seargant?" questions Shepard

"Take my medallion, this was my family's token of wealth, it will give you luck as a squad leader." replied McNeil before coughing up blood.

"Seargant, you wont die on me!" shouted Shepard.

"Its too late for me Shepard, you must go, clear the rest of the building! Ill rest here. remember my dieing words as you finish the job!" replied McNeil. "Its been a long time Diana, but now that my time on earth is ending, I finally get to see you again." McNeil then says before the last of his vital signs vanish.

Seargant Shepard then angrily tears McNeil's dog tags off of his former leader's neck then salutes his fallen comrade.

The forces then storm the prime minister's office to see the commander of the rebels hiding in fear behind the desk.

"Take him alive, we're going to imprison him, get whatever information we can get from him, and see that the Euro Asian government executes him." The forces then arrest the rebel commander and leave the capital building to see Nomad sitting there in the courtyard in MH-Xs to pick them up.

The freedom corp then board the Silent Hawks and leave the area. "This is Seargant Shepard of the Euro Asian Freedom Corp, we are Oscar Mike at this time, we even have a present!"

"This is Diamond Eye, roger!" the pilots of Ulysses squadron then form up with Nomad and escort them out of the battlezone.