Invasion of Roski (Open, MT, IC, OOC via Telegram)

[Roski]

Russo

The Roskian Air Force attacked the Haybusan Fighters hard, but the RVSL Air Force came to save the day, dropping 13,000 troops into Russo.

The Air Forces battled feriously over Russo, the RVSL had noticed the attack and had come to assist.

Peninsula of Boty (That's the penninsula's name in Roski, Common Territories)

The RVSL Navy had begun to arrive, 6 fleets of it.

(One fleet is 2 carriers
15 Missile Cruisers
5 Nuclear Submarines
15 Destroyers
5 Destroyer Escorts
9 Submarine Hunters)


The RVSl attacked Common Territories Navy, hoping to stop the invasion.

[Arvenia]

Despite many missiles being shot down and some missing entirely, a few managed to make it through, and they hit the city, lighting it up in flashes of orange and red. In the confusion, various fighters swooped down from the sky to finish the job as the ships began to bombard the shore in preparation of an assault on the beach.

(All missiles not determined to be threats were shot down. Try again)

The Arvenian navy, naval infantry, naval aviation and underwater corps attacks the Common Territories Navy. No casualities are known yet.

[Arvenia]

The Arvenian air force sends napalm strike on incoming Broken Russian troops and land vehicles, killing 40 troops and destroying only 2 tanks.

(Wut? That's a tad godmod)

Sorry!

[Arvenia]

Russo

The Roskian Air Force attacked the Haybusan Fighters hard, but the RVSL Air Force came to save the day, dropping 13,000 troops into Russo.

The Air Forces battled feriously over Russo, the RVSL had noticed the attack and had come to assist.

Peninsula of Boty (That's the penninsula's name in Roski, Common Territories)

The RVSL Navy had begun to arrive, 6 fleets of it.

(One fleet is 2 carriers
15 Missile Cruisers
5 Nuclear Submarines
15 Destroyers
5 Destroyer Escorts
9 Submarine Hunters)


The RVSl attacked Common Territories Navy, hoping to stop the invasion.

The Arvenian navy, naval infantry, naval aviation and underwater corps helps the Roskian Navy to attack the Common Territories Navy, hoping to stop the invasion.

[Tryarnia]

The People's Liberation Regime offers 45,000 men to the cause of the invaded nation, including T-90 tanks, SU-37's, 120mm Artillery pieces, and our forces under the command of the defender. Just sign here for the command of this army of the People's Liberation Regime.

[Arvenia]

The People's Liberation Regime offers 45,000 men to the cause of the invaded nation, including T-90 tanks, SU-37's, 120mm Artillery pieces, and our forces under the command of the defender. Just sign here for the command of this army of the People's Liberation Regime.

The Arvenian military enters Tryarnia to find out what the Tryarnian military is going to do with a invaded nation. The Arvenian military might threat Tryarnia with instant combat.

[Arvenia]

The Arvenian military sends 20,000 troops, 2000 tanks, 2000 fighter jets, 1000 helicopters, 1000 aircraft carriers, 800 armored cars, 800 armed vessels, 500 submarines, 500 armed boats, 500 stealth bombers, 200 missiles, 200 spy planes, 100 supply cars and 100 supply choppers to the conflict to support and protect the Roskian government.

Spy planes, stealth bombers, and aircraft carriers can run upwards of 100,000,000,000 dollars. How do you have 1,000?

I dont think the USN has 500 subs, much less 800 warships. Serious gm.

My country has over 800,000,000,000 dollars! That means that I have only 700,000,000,000 dollars left!

The Arvenian military sends it's skilled officers and General Manny Garcia to talk with the Valdian military officers, Valdian generals and Valdian President about the Roskian conflict and the Valdian issue on the Arvenian military deployment.

[Roski]

Arvenia, I'm going to have to ask that you leave this RP. I'm sorry.

[Arvenia]

Fuck!

[Tryarnia]

What shall I do with my 45,000 men? Counter-Attack?

[Valdiu]

Spy planes, stealth bombers, and aircraft carriers can run upwards of 100,000,000,000 dollars. How do you have 1,000?

I dont think the USN has 500 subs, much less 800 warships. Serious gm.

My country has over 800,000,000,000 dollars! That means that I have only 700,000,000,000 dollars left!

The Arvenian military sends it's skilled officers and General Manny Garcia to talk with the Valdian military officers, Valdian generals and Valdian President about the Roskian conflict and the Valdian issue on the Arvenian military deployment.

100 billion each. If you have 800 billion, you're currently 9.2 trillion in debt just for the carriers.

[Roski]

VICTORY

The President was dragged out of Russo by Special Operations Forces of North Emerica

He has been flown to the capital of North Emerica, where he will be interogated on live international Television.

[North Emerica]

Capital of North Emerica
Live on International Television

The President was sat into a chair. Two men with Roskian Z-91 rifles stood on either side of him.

"Дид ыоу лаунч тхе боплогицал щеапонс он Юбец?"
"Did you launch the biological weapon on Qubec?

"Мы наме ис Роам Дорсскы, Фифтх Пресидент оф тхе Роскиан Емпире"
"My name is Roam Dorssky, Fifth President of the Roskian Empire"

The President was slapped.

"Ыоу пеопле селебреате ыоур дефеат. До ыоу кнощ щхы? Аре ыоу реаллы тхат бад а пресидент?"
"Your people celebrate your defeat. Do you know why? Are you really that bad a of a president?"

"Щхы аре ыоу доинг тхис?"
"Why are you doing this?"

"И репресент ыоур фатхер. Ыоур пеопле. Ыоур аллиес. До ыоу кнощ щхат тхис щар хас броугхт? Ыоур аллиес хаве турнед он ыоур. Ыоур пеопле аре ангры. Ыоур фатхер щоулд бе диссапоинтед."
"I represent your father, your people, your allies. Do you know what this has brought? Your allies have turned against you. Your people are angry. And your father would be disappointed."

"Ыоу до нот ундерстанд. Ыоу невер ундерстанд. Юбец хас беен оур енемы синце оут индепенденце. До ыоу нот сее тхиат?"
"You do not understand. You never understand. Qubec has been our enemy since our independence. Do you not see that?"

"Со ыоу цонфесс то тхе биологицал бомбинг оф тхе Юбецан пеопле.?"
"So you confess to the biological bombing of the Qubecan people?

"да"
"Yes"


""Тхен ит ис мы дуты то сентенце ыоу то ехецутион, басед он тхе лащс цреатед бы ыоур фатхер. Таке хим ащаы.""
"Then it is my duty to sentence you to execution, based on the laws created by your father. Take him away"


Six Days Later

The initial thought was correct. The Generals who had carried out the attack had all died in Qubec.

The President stood, chained to the street, unable to run.

"Фире!"
"Fire"

The six gunshots rang throughout the capital. The population cheered. The Fifth President had paid the price.

They took his body away.

Four days later, the President was ceremoniously buried... an honour he did not deserve.


The RVSL focused now on the threat from Common Territories

[Common Territories]

Russo

The Roskian Air Force attacked the Haybusan Fighters hard, but the RVSL Air Force came to save the day, dropping 13,000 troops into Russo.

The Air Forces battled feriously over Russo, the RVSL had noticed the attack and had come to assist.

Peninsula of Boty (That's the penninsula's name in Roski, Common Territories)

The RVSL Navy had begun to arrive, 6 fleets of it.

(One fleet is 2 carriers
15 Missile Cruisers
5 Nuclear Submarines
15 Destroyers
5 Destroyer Escorts
9 Submarine Hunters)


The RVSl attacked Common Territories Navy, hoping to stop the invasion.

OOC: Thanks for the name correction. Anyways:
A: I will not acknowledge the obvious god modded number wanking. One fleet of the numbers you sent is plenty to challenge me -- six of those is over the top.
B: You cannot teleport forces. If you had posted better, maybe describe their response to alerts or something I would have let it slide. For now though; you cannot teleport an armada made of fleets of ships to be in range of my own fleet. Try having it where they are responding and still out of range.
C: How does your nation even know of my fleet? Cruise missiles are an obvious answer but that doesn't answer where they came from, if they were really missiles, or how you even knew you were being bombed. All you replied was was that you attack me back, that's a no no.
D: You have to tell me what you're doing. You can't just say "I attack you" and expect anything back. That is so vague and unresponsive that it disallows anything quality to happen.
E: There was no response on how the strikes went. There were no attempts to respond to how the strikes went or what the situation was; you had plenty of time to respond the results and you failed to do so. You also did not say what if any military forces were even there.
F: Nice job taking over Russia in less then half a page of writing, without one post detailing the Government's response and skipping 90% of the action.
G: Speaking about that large scale civil war; how come it has not wrecked your nation and its military forces like it should have?
H (last and final): Since you did not want to craft anything of a response to me other then "I attack you" with a number wanked teleporting fleet with omnipresence -- I am forced to create a response based on the results you gave me and that are present. So if you have complaints about my post, you have only yourself to blame because you did not craft anything of a response for me to work with.

I am not pulling many punches in order to teach you lessons about writing warfare. If you have an advantage IC to someone, you take it. You have to use the tools available to your nation to fight others and you have to be very descriptive. You cannot just claim hundreds of ships attacking someone when your country is literally split in half fighting each other to the extent that cities are burning. Not to mention that you jumped the war's progress throughout 1 page of shotty writing. I don't want to come off as too rude (I prefer to be called Frank) but it looks like you took over Russia in a day. There's no timeline, no logical sense of battle writing, no real action other then you bombing your own people to hell, and shotty Call of Duty writing whenever. I can't remember one ground post, one Government post, or one where your forces are actually fighting. I hope my participation helps teach you and others that you need to think in depth about your nation and how it 'can' fight a war. You cannot fight a land war in Russia in one day and skip time as you please either, as im noticing while writing this post. And avoid any puppet wanking as I can see some puppets looming.

Boty Peninsula
9 a.m. Local Time

The bombardment was a success. Satellite footage and now air patrols confirmed the total destruction of targeted structures. The TECT Navy's air forces had taken control of the skies uncontested and had gotten no response from Roski entities, military forces or government. It scared Klaus Hertzog, the old fart commander, because even the savages in former campaigns responded in one way or another. As far as the fleet was concerned; they had nothing contesting them at all. Was there even military forces here? Was it even controlled by either the government or the rebels at this point? Regardless, the first swimmers should have been hitting the beaches right about now. "Get me live surveillance of the landing operations. I want to watch something better then the military channel's footage! Live is always better I say!" he spoke up cheering on the recently swapped day crew. "Sire. You can use your tablet to get a better view." the younger ship's captain spoke up, turning the tablet on and switching to the footage access screen for the old man. "Ah thank you Captain! I always don't get these new contraptions that keep coming out -- they keep getting weirder and smaller too." the Admiral was trying to make himself sound as old as he could, but he accessed the tablet without any problems. If you didn't know him better you'd think he was an old fool who knew nothing of the modern advanced technology the Imperial Navy used; but that couldn't be any more wrong, since he was swiping and accessing through the device like he was used to it -- he had used it countless times before, after all.

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Northeast of Petropavlovsk-Kamchatsky, Southwest Boty Peninsula, Approx: 70 Miles
Beach: Alpha
Same time

Through the cold water chopped the Royal Guard Marine Branch. The Royal Guard, an elite branch of the TECT Armed Forces, had its roots primarily in defending the crown of TECT. Once they became a private army in the service to the country, they became a brutal and efficient fighting force. Even now the Royal Guard showed its brutality and efficient style of warfare in the form of blitzkrieg tactics. They overpower both mentally and physically in combat; they have no issue with fighting hand-to-hand, killing entire enemy units, and moving onto the next mission -- the Emperor's will, in the form of their commander's orders, was law & divinity. From Ceti to Zwischen Ozean, the fought their way through Hell in order to deliver their own Hell. A common emblem among the Royal Guard is large eagle flying with one claw holding a sharp sword; the strong and powerful eagle is capable of swift movements, powerful attacks, mobile combat, and has dangerous claws -- a claw open to grab and protect, another to fight with a razor sharp sword. A proud patch that is given to all who pass the Royal Guard Recruitment Camp.

Like the rest of their military branch, the Marine branch was much the same. Remove the eagle and place a water snake in its place and you get a water traveling, land dwelling, ferocious snake with powerful fangs and strangling capability. They operated ground vehicles and infantry but left the aircraft duties to the navy's finest -- their specialty was on the ground anyways. They storm the beaches and push inland to clear the way and hunt the enemy; they're brutal style of efficient combat is only matched by their public image -- "Ghouls".

Chopping through the cold waters were a set of twenty-five Schildkröte amphibious assault craft. Following close behind was a set of three Wolverine transports, the slower water traveling vehicles often lagged behind and it was adopted as part of the assault strategy. Out of the commander's hatch of the lead landing craft was an unmasked Royal Guard, his name was Captain Ulrich Gersten, though the Royal Guard officially knew him as "AC001"; numbers were often assigned to lessen the name issues on and off the battlefield. The younger man was in his thirties and had no identifiable facial features; any hair already shaved clean off, clean smooth face, about six feet tall, and he had similar eye and facial features like the rest of his comrades. Since the Royal Guard selects a specific looking soldier, a lot of the soldiers looked similar; tall physically fit young men of good health, good genes, common blood type, etc.. Captain Gersten commanded Alpha Company of the Assault Division; he had Bravo, Charlie, Delta, and Eli squads surrounding his Alpha squad on approach to the landing zone. He looked out towards the approaching land coming into view; it was a shade of dark green with mountains in the background, the beach was so tiny that it was merely a bump in the landing. The sounds of naval guns in the background, missile launches, and jets flying high overhead on their own missions, presumably bombing further targets, echoed around for miles. The sound of helicopters behind him got louder and louder until the roar passed overhead; a three unit group in V formation Anakonda Attack Helicopters passed over. Two groups of them roared passed as if in a hurry like they had to be somewhere fast; not even a few seconds later a group of six Kondor multirole helicopters flew by. The doors were open as some extra soldiers sat on the floor of the choppers, legs resting on the bar. As they passed over, the Captain met eyes with one of the masked Royal Guards flying to their own mission; though he couldn't see his eyes, he was sure they had eye contact. The soldier extended his fist out and rotated it back in forth a few times before passing out of view. The sign meant 'rock hard', its use was often to mean 'be strong' or 'be as hard as a rock.' A sign of encouragement, strength, unity.

Minutes later, through the deployed smokescreen, the assault vehicles made landfall. They pushed past the tiny beach and climbed over the small slope onto the grassland; as the vehicles moved slowly, one by one the masked Royal Guardsmen exited and found cover while moving slowly up, weapons ready. The turrets, commander weapons, and 'Speer' ATGM systems were active and alive for any possible threat. Air support was a call and four minutes away and reinforcements with the rest of his Company would land within minutes behind them. The beachhead was now being secured and the helicopter units had moved ahead to secure further ground inland for helicopter landings. An FOB was coming online now on this beachhead.

Similar events happened up north, about a hundred miles east of Tillichiki in the northeast. The fleet remained on agile alert in the instance an enemy force did present itself.

[Roski]

"Адвисе, ще хаве мен такинг ландфалл. Цаптуред он сателлите имагес. Ще неед то респонд, Тхе Броекен Руссиан Статес шоулс бе ин цлосе ранге. Щхере дид тхесе гуыс цоме фром?" said a worried commander, looking into satellite images.

""Тхатьс юст нортх оф тхе Брокен Руссиан Статес. Гет Порт Фирн онлине, И тхинк ще хаве а навал форце оут тхере. Цут тхем офф ин тхе пенинсула.""

Boty Peninsula, Northern Edge

Nearby Broken Russian States soldiers prepared to cut off the invading force at the end of the peninsula, in a small town called "Jutin".

Jutin was a small farmer city, but the closeness of the buildings made Armour difficult to maneveur. However, this provided infanty excellent opportunities to provide ambush locations.

The town had been abandoned for years itself, and looked old and decayed, which would help mask the soldiers. Half of the mobilized Roskian Federal Army in Port Firn made their way across a military only interstate. They would be late to the battle, but they had armour, and could keep all other posistions closed.

Jutin was also close enough to be hit by the BRS Fetry Carrier fleet, which had been patrolling the inside of the peninsula since the independence was given to the state.

The Roskian military began to stir as well, preparing to stop any advances incase the initial defence is crushed somehow. Less than 1,000 troops guarded the edge of the peninsula, as 13,000 more slowly made their way to the town.

Port Firn Naval Base

Two Roskian Fleets would leave port, the ROskian 2nd Fleet, and the Roskian 5th Fleet, and head to where they believe to be the location of a hostile fleet.

They would be there within 6 hours of launching.. hopefully the fleet wouldn't move too far away.

(Sorry, I have a busy life and a hard schedule. Don't expect me to write a bloody novel each post. I make posts that are sufficient enough to keep the RP going. You could have made up something, and the Roskian Navy supported the RVSL, and I have more than one fleet, you are invading my territory, so I will use everything against you. If I was attacking you, then yes, six fleets is too much. Do not forget this is my country, or you will be forced to make some interesting decisions.)

[Pegraynaky]

Despite many missiles being shot down and some missing entirely, a few managed to make it through, and they hit the city, lighting it up in flashes of orange and red. In the confusion, various fighters swooped down from the sky to finish the job as the ships began to bombard the shore in preparation of an assault on the beach.

(All missiles not determined to be threats were shot down. Try again)

OOC: Is there really a chance I'll decide to fire a missile at nothing? But never mind. I'm withdrawing my forces since the President's dead.

[Common Territories]

Boty Peninsula
3 p.m. Local Time
INS Peters Ending

"How close is it?" an old man spoke up, serious as a heart attack. Admiral Klaus Hertzog wasn't normally so serious; his lax style of command was an ease on subordinates who are stressed in times of war. The Admiral became serious when the situation called for it, a situation like this.

"At about 12 hundred hours, radar from the AWACS detected hostile naval vessels on the other side of the peninsula. We detected about forty-two ships -- after command looked into it, it was confirmed that there were indeed about forty-two surface vessels present in the bottleneck. Included are two aircraft carriers, five possible battleships or escorts, and the last thirty or so are believed to be either destroyers or cruiser classes according to annalists." the report read aloud by the communications officer, a young pale lady with short black hair -- she couldn't be more then thirty. The meeting being conducted by the Admiral and the several Captains of the fleet's ships who were high enough in rank to act as confidants.

"God knows how many submarines they may have lurking bellow." the admiral spoke through his chest as he looked down to think -- he noticed a small water stain on his lap, probably from the flask he sipped from often. "Dammit. I hate water stains near my crotch. Looks like I tinkled." "The contingent I ordered dispatched are on the way to that channel opening yes?"

"Yes sire." she spoke up looking at the logs again to confirm. "The INS Martha, Joan, and Becky have radioed in that they have detached from the fleet and are in route to the Peninsula's tip. Quote, 'We're ready to spot and end anything passing these island chains.', end quote. The other submarine group is heading north on patrol as we speak."

"Excellent. Lieutenant General Eichelberger, how are the preparations going?"

"My lord, they are going according to your orders. We're securing more land as we speak to the north and south, and your orders about strategic stationing has been implemented." Spoke the older toned man in a rustic german tongue. The old man was speaking from the field now via his headset radio, so background noise was causing some issues. Lieutenant General Eichelberger was the commanding officer of the 42nd Royal Guard Marine Corp. He was an older soldier who excelled at marine warfare and lead from the battlefield most often.

"Okay then!" the Admiral chimed in one last time with a clap to end the brief meeting. "Keep the fleet in a proper response formation, bla bla bla, you have your orders, dismissed."

---

1st Company, 1st Regiment, 42nd Marine Corp.
Alpha Group, Same Time.

Captain Ulrich Gersten stood atop his Schildkröte in the middle of some random stretch of road; it was pretty snaky behind them but they had finally made to some longer open stretches. They had made it about forty miles west of the beachhead and continued as the spearhead unit, they had 2nd armored attached for now and 6th Mechanized would soon catch up too. Their intelligence told them the closest major city was about another forty or thirty miles more down the road. According to the road signs and translators, he was about right. His HUD map in his left eye confirmed the information too. The city of Petropavlovsk-Kamchatsky was at hand.

With his mask now on and in full uniform, the Captain stood atop his vehicle using binoculars to view ahead. He wanted to see with his own eyes instead of through the monitors, instead of the Fuchs SLAV scout reports, who were already within the city's limits, of the current situation. "This is bullshit." he said to himself in an irritated tone in his native german. He tapped near the commander's hatch to get their attention. "We're moving up. There's nothing here but scenery and more fucking scenery." Disregarding the threat still of sharp shooters, he sat halfway in the commanders hatch watching the forces behind him and the front line. The other Schildkröte vehicles were in formation around their three Wolverines; a few Fuchs' had joined their unit and they were given the use of three Höllenhunds to provide some extra support. The tanks were covering the rear for the time being as well as more Höllenhunds. At this rate, they'll take the city by nightfall if they keep on this pace; the nerves were high because it was simply too easy, something had to be coming.

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Alpha Company, Heiliger Blitz Unit, 202nd Imperial Army Battalion
Same time
Somewhere south west of Bravo Beach

The Heiliger Blitz unit had deployed behind Bravo landing forces who quickly secured the zone in the early morning. The advance helicopter units had scouted for the best area to set up the strategic battery and had finally come along a high point that was situated near the center of the peninsula's northern half; it provided elevation and didn't block launches, among the other advantages. The commanders liked it and secured it, bombed it clear of any obstacles and made it ready for the unit. It was only about a few hours ago that the unit finally made it under heavy escort. The rest of the security unit attached, Delta Company, was scheduled to arrive soon.

As a strategic point, the battery had stationed over ten of the launchers on the ground there, now referred to as 'Hill 41'. Other launchers were probably going to be stationed there as soon as strategic information was updated during day two. The helicopters could ferry pod reloads faster then ground transports so supplies were not a huge worry, they were armed to the teeth for combat. Two launchers had the WA AMM 'Shield' guided missile pod, four had the WA AA Series 12 SAM pods, one had the WA ABM SS-2 guided missile, two had WA Series SSM-7 guided cruise missile pods, and the last had a WA SS 'Hammer' guided missile pod. The position had also established the mobile radar and communications equipment standard to the air defense systems, and enough reloads to last a while. This battery would play a huge part in anti-air, missile, and ground operations in the future. Its anti-shipping pods, the SSM-7 pods were armed with Caoineag missiles instead of SSM-7s, they took their aim east towards the detected opposing fleet.

Utilizing satellite intelligence, UAV and air flights to conduct scouting flights, they had a good idea of the fleet's positioning. They estimated the routes, the classes, and the best way to send them to the bottom of the sea. Linked into the Eisen-Schloss Combat Networking system; crews used the information to calculate and lock onto their targets. They set the missile to the standard sea skimming setting and programmed the routes of the missiles to pincer the fleet's rear and front vessels. Once reloaded, the next barrage would send them scattered strait down the middle with the carriers as the primary targets. As for their air cover, they had it under close watch. Anything in range would be taken out as fast as possible; support in the form of air cover and Wolverine AAGSV assisted if anything got too close. Nothing would go unspotted with the combination of the Heiliger Blitz's mobile radar, AWACS, ship borne radar, and plane radars flying continuous patrols over the airspace, avoiding the enemy fleet for the time being.

Flashes and smoke erupted as the first missile took off into the sky. This would be the first barrage of the two missile systems; two missiles and a fast reload later would be a continuous unnerving bombardment. "May they sink in two pieces each."

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Eli Squadron, Ground Support Regiment, Imperial Navy
AH Anakonda Attack Helicopters
Same time

The small three helicopter group flew in a lose V formation high in the sky in its scouting mission. Ready to pounce on any prey they may happen upon; the Anakonda attack helicopters were a mean foe to run across if you're on the other end of their assault. They had been on a scouting mission since morning along the west coast of the peninsula; they were scouting for enemy positions and other strategic information to report in -- and if needed, they were ready to provide immediate air support. The commander of the lead center chopper, who acted as its weapons pilot and the unit's commander, was Captain David Fisher, a young enthusiast of helicopters; he loved them since he was little and joined the navy to pilot one of his favorite helicopters, the Anakonda. His short black hair and tanned white skin never really bothered him on missions; though he was often a hit with the ladies, since pilots are always popular anyways. The group soon came within sight of some weird structures that looked like decaying buildings; Fisher ordered the group to halt in the air and scout it out.

From about twenty miles out; the Anakonda used its advanced radar and camera suite on the nose to scout its surroundings; plenty far out of sight or sound. They had come up on some settlement looking place -- it was a much welcomed change from the hills, mountains, and greenery they had been passing all day. Fisher controlled the camera suite to zoom in on the town to get a better look; the image popped onto his headset's screen, allowing him to zoom in and out as he pleased. "It looks like some ruins to me sir." one of his pilots spoke up in the Bravo unit to his left.

"Yea. Looks abandoned. Maybe a good spot to set up a camp and roast some meat?" another pilot chimed with the joke.

"Keep your eyes lit Eli! We only just spotted the place. Use your equipment fully and not waste your helicopter's time." Fisher chewed out over the comm line.

Sure enough; Fisher switched his optics to inferred and got a huge surprise. Dozens, no, hundreds maybe thousands of heat signatures from people; they did not move around like normal people either as if on a normal day, they were bunched up and packed together as if organized. There were simply so many of them in the small settlement that it shocked all three helicopters. They were everywhere! "Holy shit Captain! That place is crawling full of ruskies after all! There has to be thousands in that tiny little shithole!" Bravo's pilot spoke up surprised at what he saw.

"Confirming." Charlie's weapons pilot replied. "Im getting brief weapon silhouettes too. These don't look like towns people either, not any I've seen anyways. What are your orders Captain?"

Fisher had to think for a moment what to do but it didn't take long to know what he had to do. "We're reporting into command of the situation, we've uncovered something big here -- I've never seen a run down town with such odd looking occupants myself, but it doesn't take a rocket science to tell its occupied by military units. We're calling this shit in, im imputing it into the messenger now... Command this Eli Bravo GSU -- we're dispatching information now but we believe we've run into a heavily fortified position of ruskies. How Proceed, Over?"

It took a few minutes but commanders finally replied to the brief report dispatched to them after acknowledging them over the comms; they had a good look over of the intelligence they gathered, including the radar's findings and footage attached using the Eisen-Schloss Combat Networking system. The orders were simple after that: "Hold position and prepare to fire full volley. In ten minutes time, unload your payloads and begin ranged cannon fire. Artillery and air support inbound from local units. Remain in area to confirm targets and correct if need be."

Eli Squadron prepared its ordinances for a total fire bombardment. Their helicopters were already prepared for fire support missions in case they needed to provide ground support; their eight pylons were occupied by two 500kg guided bombs on each side for a later pass over, a set of two (one on each side) pods with four 'Speer' ATGM (air variant) attached and the rest were filled with Hyrda rocket pods. Hellfire would come from the dragons when the time came. With no general target in mind but the town itself, the ten minutes elapsed and Fisher ordered to fire at will in the name of destroying of the town. Missiles and rockets flew as if playing a grand harmony or sympathy, a song that is played only in Hell. Following the end of their bombardment, they switched to their cannons to bombard the town from their far distance as to abide by orders. They soon realized why.

The Heiliger Blitz unit stationed southeast of them had launched their own payloads onto the city. SS 'Hammer' guided missiles, M450 Series guided rockets, and M118 Series 220mm rockets. Command was serious about pounding the town into a living Hell -- they probably believed it was a reinforced position for native forces like they believed. Fighters would soon join in and drop cluster bombs and heavy guided bombs once they reached the area from their nearby patrol. Fisher prayed for those poor souls in the town, since all he had left was to stay on scene and report the results. Before leaving, they'd drop their own bombs on the site and return to the fleet to be relieved.

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2nd Division, 42nd Marine Corp.
Same time
Northeast Peninsula

2nd Division had one and one priority during the first phase of the invasion: Establish a militarized border and trap the Peninsula from leaving by land. This mission began by establishing a set border between the most narrow point of the land pass; it called for securing road paths, keeping eyes on open areas of passage, creating FOBs to provide quick response forces, and to prepare the main interstate roadway for incoming reinforcements. The first target in this plan was the coastal city of Tilichiki; it was eighty or so miles from the Bravo landing sight and the first target for 2nd Division.

Leading the charge down the main road was 3rd Mechanized along with the 4th Assault Company. Attached to the two units was the 15th Armored Brigade as well as other supporting units of 2nd Division. The final approach to the city was taking place with caution; the lack of resistance only made nerves worse. The city was expected to fall by night down.

[Roski]

Jutin, 19th Scouting Infantry
"Фуцк, хелицоптерс. Препаре то шоот тхем дощн"

"Нет. Цалм ыоур хеад. Тхинк щиселы. Иф тхосе хелицоптерс хаве инфаред, тхеы щилл тхинк ще аре а ларгер нумбер, иф тхеы до дециде то цоме тхроугх хере, тхеы щилл дедицате море форцес"

"Хощ ис тхат гоод!"

"Тхеы аре сцоутинг щитх аттацк хеицоптерс. Тхосе ареньт партицуларлы фаст, нор партицуларлы аццурате. Иф ще инитате цомбат, тхеы мигхт форце тхе раллы соонер. Бут тхеы аре стилл сцоутинг, щитх блооды хелицоптерс но лесс. Тхе 115тх щилл маке ит хере бефоре тхеы гет хере, щхич меанс тхеы хаве но чоице бут то го тхроугх Ютин"

115th Federal Army Division
The tanks advanced at a steady pace down the military highway. The road had been little used, and appeared to be in perfect condition. However, the Roskian Military was not weak. The support of over 75% of the country helped keep casualites low, but two major infastructure routes had been destroyed, including the City of Turut.

They had begun to close in on the peninsula, as fighters roared over their heads, heading to challenge the Aerial Supremacy of Common Territories.
They did not know who they were facing, but they hoped this maneuver would end the invasion, once and for all.

They began to set up outside the Peninsula. Missile Defences of the Roskian Orange Sphere Missile Initative began setting up around Jutin and the northern tip of the Peninsula. SAMs had also begun to set up.

Infared scans proved what the Roskian's thought, an enemy force had landed in Boty Peninsula.

RSS Quinton, Roskian 5th Naval Fleet

The fleet made steady pace, and was soon over the northern tip of the Country. They still did not know what awaited them, but submarines helped keep them safe from sudden attack.

"Милитары ас аллощед тхе усе оф нуцлеар-типпед миссилес анд торпедоес." said a Captain to the Admiral.

""Ще щилл онллы усе нуцлеар щеапонс ин тхе евент оф финдинг а царриер. Нуцлеар щеапонс аре нот аутхорисед унтил тхен."

[Common Territories]

OOC: Im going to be a little blunt again about this sorry.
A: Can you please not use foreign languages? I don't know what you think your writing but I get like 5 different languages from each phrase written in that speak. Only one was clear enough to read without guesses and that was apparently 98% Serbian. I suggest writing it in english so we all can understand and simply say they're speaking russian or something; it's what im doing with the Royal Guard, who only speak German. Using this to tell your movements, combined with it not being able to be read by others makes for bad understanding on our part.
B: How did you know my choppers were there? I could barely get this translated, but what I did get was that you knew they were there as if you knew the grass was on the ground. I would not have bothered with this since it is possible for a keen eye to see them barely at that distance -- and im sure by the point of their firing they can be seen and heard better -- but you leave no evidence on how you spotted them.
C: Why is Jutin not a smouldering fire pit? I can only assume you chose not to respond to my choppers firing to destroy the town, and the multiple MRLS ordinances that were pounding the town, and don't forget the later coming air strikes, and lastly the two bombs carried by each helicopter. There are 0 written responses and results to the town being bombed to hell other then you know helicopters are there. So, no results is the subject of this message.
D: What happened to my bombardment of that 'fleet' on the other side of the land? You claimed they were there, I assumed they were one of the fleets you wrote about earlier, and there was no response/results to my bombardment of them.
E: Super fast troops. Please do not teleport an army across Russia in half a day. You know that's not possible, I know that isn't, don't try to change things like in your super brief civil war.
F: Teleporting troops? Where did these random "fighters" come from? Fighter jets can't just pop into the sky without me knowing or you describing how they got there. "They began to set up outside the Peninsula. Missile Defences of the Roskian Orange Sphere Missile Initative began setting up around Jutin and the northern tip of the Peninsula. SAMs had also begun to set up." This, this is all troop teleporting. I wont acknowledge such forces until they are explained rationally and not just plopped there for the sake of countering me. Your last post said you had 13,000 troops in Jutin and that's it.
G: "Infared scans proved what the Roskian's thought, an enemy force had landed in Boty Peninsula." ... Where did these Infrared scans come from and how did you get them now?
H: All I can say about your northern fleet portion is to not teleport them with fast travel. It has been less then a day (not counting this post). I find it hard a fleet made it past ice sheets that cover the northern half of Russia in less then a day. So please don't make them arrive to the OA in like another day please. The other half I have no idea about because it tells me that the language is mongolian, then serbian, then russian, and there on and cannot be translated at all.

I must suggest you contact an RP Mentor for an unbiased opinion/help source to help your RP'ing. A list of II Mentors can be found here.

1st Company, 1st Regiment, Alpha Group
Day 2, 3 p.m.
200 miles north of Alpha Beach
Near the city of Esso

Captain Ulrich Gersten and 1st Company were being worked to the bone. They had been given little rest after taking Petropavlovsk-Kamchatsky the day before; they had taken the city without a fight and with it the majority of the south. It became a vital resupply point, its large port for ships and its airport for aircraft. With the fall of the city came access to its large river system that reached north to the west coast of the peninsula; everything south was considered leftovers with no reported resistance forces present, they would be taken throughout the next day or two by air mobile units. The taking of Petropavlovsk-Kamchatsky was the first great strategic victory for 1st Regiment; it gave access to the port, several airports, large road systems, and a large river system for transport; these among the various other strategic points captured by Bravo Group and Charlie Group unlocked the peninsula for reinforcements. The next target established by commanders for 1st Regiment was the small city of Esso; once Esso fell, the entire Kamchatka Oblast district would be under Commoner control. Other settlements like Yelizovo, Milkovo, and Atlasovo stood in their path and were part of the same the river system Esso was located on. More eastern targets like the cities of Klyuchi and Ust-Kamchatsk were also to be secured by detached units and Charlie Group. But that was not part of 1st Company's mission or 1st Regiment's -- their goal was north to the city of Esso and then eventually the west coast.

1st Company had used the river to their advantage when needed; doing river crossings when available for faster movement. The road and railroad system provided some transport routes but ended abruptly half way because of the higher ground present throughout central section of the peninsula. TECT armored forces had issues with this that could only be solved by mobile bridge deployments, as man made bridges ended half way to Esso. What roadways they did run into lead the wrong way in most cases, either heading back south west or back to the east coast; 1st Regiment did not have time to go all the way around these roads so they drudged it through the wild towards Esso instead. The riverbeds made travel easier for 1st Regiment, traveling along the low lands along the river gave better ease in their travel north and provided the best pathway to Esso going north; it also cut down on the needed river crossings and rougher terrain. Then came the mountainous region Esso was situated in; rough terrain with mountainous features that offered not too many ways through. Paths made by natives helped a lot, though these were narrow and cost the Regiment time. These types of terrain weren't new to the Royal Guard either so their experiences made it better for them, as much as it could anyways. So 1st Regiment's armored forces eventually made it to Esso unopposed but slower then had hoped because of the terrain. The advanced infantry that came before them on helicopters (the lucky bastards) had secured the small town hours before 1st Regiment had arrived and did so fairly quickly; they were nice enough to set up a supply rest for 1st Regiment, including refueling, food, necessities, and a place to sleep. The lack of resistance was shocking still to to commanders; the only theory they had was that the area had been left undefended as the civil war went on in the rest of the country far out west.

1st Company and 1st Regiment would get little rest as they will set off in a few hours to continue the advance onto Anavgay next door to the east; once done there they will march onto the west coast of the peninsula starting with Khayryuzovo, Kovran, and then finally Ust-Khayryuzovo. Once those settelments fell, TECT would have a clear southern path to the west coast from the south and total control of the southern half of the peninsula. The 202nd Artillery Battalion of the Imperial Army was already in the process of stationing Heiliger Blitz near the tip of the peninsula to prevent enemy shipping and air traffic from making it past the tip unscathed or afloat. Depending on the how long they got to rest; 1st Regiment could reach Ust-Khayryuzovo by morning if the gods allowed it, though advanced airborne units would probably beat them there by hours more then likely once again. Though 1st Regiment didn't mind if its air mobile units wanted to be first on the scene -- more work of them anyways.

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Boty Peninsula
Same Time
Charlie Group

Charlie Group, which consisted primarily of the 3rd Marine Regiment of the Royal Guard, was tasked with seizing control of islands and non-mainland territory. This small role was really a push over job at first; within the first day, Charlie's 1st and 2nd Assault Companies captured the Karaginsky Island, Commander Islands or Komandorskie Islands, and have begun the mission to take Shumshu and Paramushir Islands on the Peninsula's cape. However; Charlie's mission priority grew overnight as commanders assigned them to take central mainland targets in order to further secure the peninsula's strategic resources. So starting on Day Two; Charlie Group began their assault on Ust-Kamchatsky District by landing near the settlement of Kamchatskiy Poluostrov. It, along with air forces, moved and secured Ust'-Kamchatsk Staryy. By 3 p.m., most of the district's vital areas were under Charlie Group's control -- Charlie was also assisted by detached Mechanized units of 1st Division (Alpha Group). The last vital target of the district was Klyuchi, and inland town with two airports. The remaining settlements would be left to being searched, secured, and be part of the mock-up efforts.

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Strategic Operation of Boty Peninsula
Same Time
The initial goals of the operation were to capture east coast major settlements. Doing so opened their ports to Commoner shipping of supplies and reinforcements and allowed fleet ships to dock for supplies. Though the schedule has advanced considerably a lot since the first day of the operation; seeing the major success that the 42nd Corps was achieving allowed TECT to bump up its operational plan by days, maybe even weeks. The taking of northern, southern, and now central airports opened up major lines of supply and reinforcement points. Flights were dispatched early on day two with both supplies and reinforcements; more tanks, more vehicles, more MRLS', and further aircraft deployments. The 23rd Imperial Army Corps were the next major unit being deployed to the region; a unit that focused on its armored forces and had a large MRLS unit that would be used widely in theater. Though they're days out, their eventual arrival will be a valuable asset to TECT forces in the theater.

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3rd Engineering Company, 2nd Division, Bravo Group
Same Time
Near the town of Rekinniki

The northern region of the Peninsula was unlike its southern extended half. It was flatter, wetter, and more country. It didn't give off a seagoing feel to it but a country wetlands feel. Corporal Patrick Baum was a young man part of the 3rd Engineering Company attached to the Royal Guards 2nd Division, 42nd Corps. It wasn't odd for Imperial Army units to be attached to Royal Guard units, or the other way around, but the Royal Guard unit dominated their own Imperial Army unit in this instance. As a skinny young nineteen year old, he looked out of place in branch of the IA known for needing broad muscles to be at ease; most of the Company had huge guns on their arms from the numerous engineering work. He heard the branch was for the "Commoner grease monkey and day laborers of the Army."; since they operated as mechanics and labor jobs in the Imperial Army. Patrick didn't care much for the labor aspect; digging and building sucked often but he was willing to put up with it because he got to work as a mechanic. As a young teen, Patrick worked part time in his parent's auto repair shop; he loved cars as much as he loved working on them. He was using his military service to get the schooling when he gets back home, the experience he gets on the job, and the joy of working on IA vehicles.

Patrick, along with his Company, were stationed near some shithole settlement called Rekinniki. His units job was to construct temporary Forward Operating Bases from east coast to the west. Since it wasn't a large passageway, few bases needing construction so only a few Companies were loaned in the meantime. The Royal Guards pitched in willingly to help, a much needed and appreciated gesture, and bases were rising faster cause of it. So few units were spared because it was still early in the operation. Commanders expected the constructions to take place in a week or so but the schedule kept being remade on almost an hourly basis. Patrick was an engineer stationed on Alpha Squad's Entlein CERV; though he was currently building a large anti-tank/infantry ditch as part of the outside barrier wall. The dirt would go to the construction of a Hesco bastion wall two units high; it would also go to any defensive structures like small dirtwork bunkers and towers. Patrick was forced to remove his jacket and shirt because of the overheating and sweat; he noticed quickly that his skinny bone body was becoming more toned to physical labor by each day. If it wasn't for the Royal Guards helping, the Company would take four times as long to establish the needed walls and defenses; after they were done they'd layer the ditch with barbed wire and probably be done with it. The FOB was primarily made for the staging of armored forces; it would house the unit and its vehicles that could deploy within minutes. The staging of mobile communications and radar units made their efficiency even sharper.

By time they were done with the pit, Patrick's back was in full hunch mode; the pain could not be fixed by a simple stretch this time around. Thank god he'd gotten used to it or he'd be done for the day, which he clearly wasn't. His Company still had to work on a few artillery positions and improve some roads throughout the defensive line. His unit was no where near done either; there were still FOB's within controlled areas to construct, the remaining western slot needed capturing and staging points would be constructed there, and Patrick was sure commanders would want more artillery positions. They had already been expanding the central strategic point made by Alpha Group, which was fifteen MRLSs now and he was sure more would be deployed there sooner or later. Patrick knew one thing for sure; commanders were preparing hard enough to break their backs for it. Time was obviously not on their side.