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Postby Hladgos » Sat Mar 17, 2012 12:24 pm

Captain Jared hed never been saluted to by any other nation, and definately wasnt saluted to by anyone other than the rookie soldiers that joined his team. He never liked military formality and wished for all of his marines to think of him as a friend. They rarely called him sir, and almost always refered to him by name. They would talk to him about their problems and lives, but he mostly like the funny stories that they told him. Now he was in charge of not only his marines, but a small force of Celritannian soldiers too. He wasnt qualified for this.
"Well if that is the case, then I guess you can remain in control of your forces. I dont want to be responsible for the deaths of your good men. I fear I might make a wrong judgement." He said sorrowfully.
He had been the death of over thirty good Kantos sailors, and that drove him to get to know his soldiers well. At first he thought of them as numbers and statistics, but once he saw a dying man in front of his eyes, he changed. It wasnt even a war, but a bomb that was planted by terrorists. The noise of helicopters began to grow.

The six chinooks flew with amasing speed to the area. They had fighter jet escorts, and commandos on them. These kids were a top priority to the men aboard the Blazing Hope, and so they sent plenty extra supplies to the area. This was going to be a tight operation protecting these kids, and the soldiers were shaking in their seats.
"We are twenty seconds out, we have visual. Okay fighters, tell everyone else to scram. Everyone, look for a good place to land, dont shut your engines down." Carl spat out words to everyone as he tried to remain calm.
The six choppers landed smoothly and the marines, and a few Celritannian soldiers as well. They marines deployed quickly and tenderly grabbed the children, putting them onto stretchers. There were many children here though that were not in need of immediate medical assistance. Looks were very deceiving, and what originally looked like a hundred, quickly became nearly three hundred children. They would need to make another run or two. Carl kept the engines running as nearly forty children were loaded onto the chopper, almost too much.
"Alright, I'm taking off!" He yelled.
Soon the others took off as well and they began their trip back to the Blazing Hope with the two fighters protecting them. They had orders to shoot down anyone that attempted to stop the choppers or shoot them down.

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Postby The BranRiech » Sat Mar 17, 2012 1:57 pm

Branriech Armored battalion 1: Engaged with PSICOM forces

The BMPs of 1st battalion fired on the now 3 buildings that the enemy was dug into. It would be easier just to bomb them with strike jets, but Branriech Command didn't want un-needed colateral damage to the citys large buildings, so it was 1st battalions duty to dislodge the PSICOM forces or at least get them to surrender. Capt. Dukov Yakoval fired his vehicles 20mm chaingun at the first building in the row and blew a few holes in the wall, enemy wounded were laying all over the place and the enemy inside stopped firing a few minutes later. Yakoval knew the enemy inside had run out of ammo because of the same experience in the Branriech-Kazakhstan war. Soon, the other 2 buildings ceased firing, "Out of ammo" Yakoval thought. The remaining PSICOM forces walked out of the buildings with their hands in the air, while (Without Branriech forces seeing) about 100 of them ran around the back of the buildings and off into the city . . .

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Postby Celritannia » Sat Mar 17, 2012 2:16 pm

Unit 3

'Very well sir. If you need further supplies, we havd deployment units moving up to place a command post here.
The Leftenant saluted the Captain again before meeting up with the who moved up several units.

Unit 5

As the Phantoms watched the PSICOM forces raise there hands, the mechs were now aiming their weapons at the armoured units.

'Once we fire, we engage. There will be a battle right here, standfast. Mechanised Armoured Assault Units, task force 5, target the Branriech forces, Fire.'

Several mechs now opened fire on the Branriech armour, and they knew it would only be a matter of time before further BranRiech Forces will arrive. Their task was to escort the PSICOM units out and set up an defandable area within the centre to direct coalition forces.

Several other mechs jumped infront of the PSICOM forces and defended them.

Command Bridge

'This is Vice-Commandant Wolfstein to coalition forces. we have punctured one hole in to the city centre, I request rienforcements to send troops to ensure the centre is defended at all costs. The Celritannian Imperial Forces will hold out as long as they have to untill you arrive.'

Richard kept looking over the map, directing command units and troops to areas they already had under their jurisdiction.

'Direct gunships to support the mechs untill our infantry and TUAU can reach them. The mechs have to hold out as much as possible.'

For the Officers and men in the Command Bridge, this was the tense moment, wheather or not their mechs held out to seen advancing toops was the key factor.
Although the Mechs were superior to standard infantry in many ways, withought support against opposing infantry to run armound them, like insects swarming over a dying creature, they had to realy on other ground units and aerial support.
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Postby The BranRiech » Sat Mar 17, 2012 2:32 pm

Skies above central city: SU-25 support squadron

The pilot of the SU-25 Frogfoot noticed that Branriech forces were under attack by Coalition mech units. Not wanting to let his comrades on the ground die, the pilot dove down on the mechs and began firing his dual 40mm AP cannons and 35mm rockets at the hostile units. The Frogfoot scored a few kills before he was out of ammo and had to call in gunships to deal with the rest of them . . .

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Postby Celritannia » Sat Mar 17, 2012 2:44 pm

Unit 5
At least 2 Mechs were damaged in the arms, but still capable to move. Considering their damaged they fell back to Coalitions safe zones before further damage was taken, they would be out of action for 3 weeks.

Sniper mechs began positioning them selves in hidden locations, armed with high volosity anti-tank rounds to take out armoured units.

CQC units, armed with anti-armour shot guns jumped directly in front of the tanks and firing at the tanks.

The rest of the Mechs began moving to defendable positions before reinforcements could arrive.
On the leftenants screeen he noticed 5 troops running up.

Corporal Densen and his team quickly linked up with the PSICOM forces and hurried them back inside the buildings, while the team handed the PSICOM troops their side arms.

Over head, rotors of 4 Gunships appeared in a diamond formation, for now, this was the defence in the city centre.

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Postby Hladgos » Sat Mar 17, 2012 2:48 pm

Captain Jared was distracted for a moment as a message was sent to his MCD (mobile computing device) from Hladgos command. After a few minutes, he put the device back into a pouch and began jogging towards Xanvile.
"Well I have a bit of bad news for you. Hladgos Command just gave me another update and said that it is too risky for you to help us in evac. They say that since you are not neutral, we may be mistaken for Celritannian troops or be mistaken to be allied with you. We have to work alone, or at least apart from eachother."
He looked sad now. Not only did he not have Celritannian support now, but they couldent even be near eachother. It was comferting to talk to this extremely patient man. And now, the marines were going to be on their own.

The second supertanker refitted to be a medical ship was already on its way to the Commonwealth. Going against all odds, the government had convinced the people that peace was the only way Hladgos could stay out of the war. By remaining neutral and helping all sides of the conflict, noone would want to attack the marines. The Original Salvation cruised with its nimitz class aircraft carrier and three Kantas class frigates as protection. The Original Salvation would serve the west side of the city, while the Blazing Hope would stay in the middle bay. There were enough spaces in the two ships to effectively take in patients, treat them, and get them out at the pace of casualties the war threw at them. Though there was the problem of the treated patients. There was nowhere for them to go, and so, they were at first sent right back to the Commonwealth, a few miles away from the city in the neighboring one. Though that city was overflowing with people now, and the next city was already experiencing overpopulation too. A place was needed for the refugees.

"Roger that green devil. Three fighters comin right at us." Hrelsiv said casually.
There were some of those witch plane women comin at em, and that just made his brain spin. How did those gals even walk on the ground with a half a fighter on their legs, and where did the fuel come from? And, why didnt they blow themselves to blivion when they went mach speeds? He wasnt the sharpest tool in the box or whatever, but he knew that some stuff was just not possible.
"Copy blue lizard, three craft at point delta zero zero dash six b." Replied Dervin mechanically.
Thet guy was such a drone, and if you tried to talk to him about anything other than science, he would not listen. He was a really good fighter though, and in the cockpit of an F-22X, he was real dizzy like to look at.

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Postby Celritannia » Sat Mar 17, 2012 2:56 pm

Unit 3

'Understandtable sir. Although, I do not understand how your command does not allow you to make up your own descicion as you are in the main combat zone.
If either you or your Command requests support at any time, send a communication to the Aerial Ship Alexander.'
He saluted the Captain before rejoinging his forces and leading his Units forward again.

Other Celritannian forces now set up 2 ADCVs, 2 Mechs and 5 AAAUs.
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Postby The Seven Realms » Sat Mar 17, 2012 3:34 pm



"Alpha site is unresponsive, sir. It appears they have lost control of the city center", started a female intelligence operator within the bridge,"though allied forces seem to be doing well against the Marxist, I would recommend we retreat from the city and let the combined allied forces to take them down."

The PSICOM Marshall did not want to make it look as if he had chickened out of the fight. he also felt that by retreating, they would be betraying their oath to defend the citizens of the Realms at all costs."PSICOM is not pulling out of that city until every citizen is out", he sternly responded to the operator's recommendation,"prepare two Aquila airships to deploy in the city. They'll be able to provide medical assistance to our injured."

"Aye, sir"


2nd Skyfleet


The Katrina and Vesper stopped short of entering the city, hovering right on top of the outskirts.
From their landing decks, Nomad and Severn helijets immediately took off after being prepared while on the way from Glacies. A total of 42 Nomads and 25 Helijets flew in delta formations towards the southernmost squares of the city. They would relief the exhausted PSICOM forces, and continue the fight against the Marxist as well as the evacuation of civilians.

"Attention all PSICOM operatives currently engaged in Gardenia, this is Commander Elena Blackwing of the 2nd SR Skyfleet. Execute Order
72-A, and hold your positions until the Raiders can relieve you from your duties.
", Elena stopped for a moment and looked over to her intelligence operator, then asked,"who's the field commander in Gardenia?"

The operator's response was swift,"PSICOM lost contact with him ma`am. So as far as we know they have no leader."

Gardenia, PSICOM Forces


The surviving PSICOM forces started to dig in all around Gardenia. They lead civilians inside buildings, tunnels, ruins. Anyplace that could safely harbor non-combatants and was relatively easy to defend. Because of Norwilikia's history of housing engineering, some older houses became shelters for the smaller soldier groups escorting civilians.

These homes were often built with large, think boulders, and thus were very resilient to damage from explosives, and shells. Coupled with PSICOM's specialty and training in defensive urban warfare, these would prove formidable defenses against Marxist attacks. All they needed to do now is survive long enough to be relieved by the SRADF.
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Postby Celritannia » Sat Mar 17, 2012 3:42 pm

Command Bridge

'Sir.' One of the helm operators turned to the Commodre. 'PSICOM forces are in flight. Sending link to the Vice-Commandant now.

'This is Vice-Commandant Wolfstien, Directiong Officer of the Celrtiannian Imperial Task Force to the senior commander of the PSICOM forces.'

Commando Unit, Corporal Densen

Densen was now looking over for the senior PSICOM officer. After watching the mechs advance and charge, he knew it would not be long for fresh troops.
'Does anyone here know where the senior PSICOM commander is?' The Corporal spoke quite loudly while his troops aided as many of them as they could.
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Postby Lazssia » Sat Mar 17, 2012 4:21 pm

12th Battalion

Major Kelphic peered down from his Valkyrie to see his men ,accompanied by APCs, moving below him. They were nearing the first plaza, once they did, they would take the bridge and keep moving till they reached the city center. The 8th had been doing the same, on the their plaza.

Kelphic tapped his comm and said " Thale move up, secure the bridge. Inform me on anything coming our way. Once you have the bridge, hold and wait for us." Kelphic was met with a green light on his HUD next to Thale's name, telling him the company officer had heard him and was carrying out his orders.

BRAVO Company

"ALRIGHT LET"S MOVE! DOUBLE TIME. LET'S GET THAT BRIDGE MARINES" Thale roared, as banged on the top of his Badger, cuing for the driver to pick up speed.

With their captains orders BRAVO Company began to hoof it towards the bridge, preparing for anything that stood in their way.
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Postby The BranRiech » Sat Mar 17, 2012 8:11 pm

Streets of Gardenia

"Boris! Boris! Don't let them get away, they are going to hide in every corner of this city!"

Cpl. Boris Vanik ran with his squad after the retreating PSICOM forces and thought about where they would hide, they couldn't possibly hide from a military force such as the Branriech. Or that's what his Battalions Zampolit told him, anyways, he sent his squad back to the city center where Branriech troops were preparing to execute the PSICOM prisoners. When they got back, they found that most of the BMPs were knocked out and their comrades were all dead of captured, and the prisoners were no-where to be found. They noticed a few wounded Coalition soldiers and "Put them out of their misery" as their Sergeant said. The soldiers then looted the dead Coalition soldiers for any souveniers and trinkets and walked off into the night back to HQ . . .

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Postby Minroz » Sun Mar 18, 2012 12:06 am

West Gardenia
After securing the western city districts, effectively turning it into a Minrozian stronghold. Peng orders a combined arms assault from Minrozian-held territory, about ten groups of Imperial units is sent out in all directions, each consisting of a company of soldiers, eight T-39s Baghatur, fast-attack vehicles, 10 H-74s Rhino tanks, 10 Aoyuan artillery, 4 QVO-85Anging attack helicopters and 20 LAV-25 Jebans. Their mission is to support nearby coalition forces as well as fighting the enemy, most of the men are inexperience but their strict training allows them to react like real soldiers, so they’re good. The Minrozians have gained the upper hand in aerial superiority in their area; their foes don’t dare intrude there ever since.

Streets of Gardenia, Corparal Jian
“Go! Go! Go!” an Imperial NCO barks to his men as they’ve taken cover in the building

“God damn it,” Corporal Jian the infantryman cursed as he shoots down two Marxists with his OKS-76M “I guess I’ve underestimate the infidels.” His squad is under suppressing fire from enemy machine guns in the rooftops.

“Well, why don’t take this.” He grabs out his Kivik sniper riflefrom his back, he carries it in case. He carefully aims his weapon while his comrades-in-arms give supporting fire at hostiles. Jian fires the kivik two times causing the machine gun nest to go silence, he sighs in relieve at that. Glancing to the different direction to the right, he saw approaching Celt soldiers.

“Well, things get interesting!” Jian muses
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Postby Hladgos » Sun Mar 18, 2012 9:32 am

"Uhh, yo, witch uh craft?" Hrelsiv spat out uselessly.
"What the hell blue lizard? Dont you know any communications at all? Jesus what a moron." Dervin yelled.
"Attention Commonwealth fighters. We have been given priority to protect six choppers and have authorised use of deadly force. There is precious cargo aboard choppers and we wish not to fire on you. Please change course or verify that you will not fire on cargo. Over" Dervin ordered.
Hopefully they didnt have the guts to go against Dervin. He had a 32 kill record and the only damage he had ever taken was 6 bullets and shrapnel from exploding planes. You could say he was good.

The pilot was worried now. The escort fighters had incoming and they hadnt answered yet, and he was carrying 40 children onboard. He would rather die than let those kids die. He had none of his own, and his wife talked about it all the time. But he always said that there would be time when they could have kids. They were still young, and why not live a fun life before the hassle of kids. Now he had 40 of them, and he felt a great deal of power in him, a power that made him determined to keep them safe. And they weret even his.

"Marines! We are going to protect these kids whatever happens overnight! Hopefully noone shoots at us, but you cant see the flag now, so they might mistake us for someone in the war. We have no choise but to set down all our guns and be unarmed. Noone will shoot us if we are unarmed. Keep the kids behind the blast bags and be ready to grab your weapon if you hear shots. Keep your guns close and make sure those grenades are handy. Allright marines! Lets get going." Jared told the soldiers.
His greatest fear was if someone bombed the place and killed every last child. But if that happened, then it was war.

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Postby The BranRiech » Sun Mar 18, 2012 9:44 am

Gardenia Airport briefing room: Branriech Air command

The pilots of Moskvi squadron were all seated around the table with a map in the middle, their commander walked in and started the briefing, he pointed at the map. "Do you see this area here? There are multiple transport helicopters suspected of carrying vital munitions for the Coalitions war effort. Intercepted radio transmissions talked about a 'Precious cargo' on board the choppers. Your job today is to intercept the enemy birds and force them to land at this airport. Any Questions?"
One pilot raised his hand. "Sir. What is the estimated escort of the targets?"

"We only know that these choppers are carrying somthing important. That's all i'm allowed to say."

The 4 pilots then boarded their planes and prepared for sortie . . .

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Postby The Seven Realms » Sun Mar 18, 2012 10:26 am

PSICOM Squad # 245


A PSICOM operative looked at the corporal following his inquiry. Shaking his head, and taking a a modest breath, he responded,"We are unsure of his last location. He stayed at the central plaza before we retreated."

Witch flight near Hladgos


"I'm tiiiiireeeed, and this gun feels so heavy!", moaned the young fighter Witch escorting a bomber Witch,"can't we just fly back to Glacies?"

"Shut up and keep scanning the skies", angrily responded the lead Witch in the formation,"The last thing I need right now is a slothful squad member"

Then, hiding behind the bomber witch, an even younger and small recon Witch came out. She hurriedly approached the leader by boosting with her afterburners a little. Because of her lack of training, she staggered a bit while trying to stop to meet the leader. After somewhat stabilizing herself, she began to report her findings with her high pitched voice,"Ma'am! we got contacts at our 12'o clock! Requesting permission to engage!"

The leading Witch looked at her. She approached the little cadet and gave her a slight pat on her head,"Relax, little one, you haven't even learned how to use your barrier correctly". The young recon Witch lost her cheer and became gloomy after hearing her officer's comment. Then, with a smile on her face, the leader tried to comfort her,"Tell you what, you keep scanning the skies for enemies, that way that mean, lazy, girl over there can stop complaining". And with that, the little girl returned to her cheery old self and responded,"Yes Ma`am!"

"Guys, if we`er going to hit them, now is the chance. I got a couple more bombs I can drop.", reported the Bomber Witch, preparing to open her weapons bay.

Just before the leader gave the order, a message came in,"Attention Commonwealth fighters. We have been given priority to protect six choppers and have authorized use of deadly force. There is precious cargo aboard choppers and we wish not to fire on you. Please change course or verify that you will not fire on cargo. Over"

"Close your bomb bays Helena, those are our guys down there!", started to yell the leader at the bomber through the radio. Thankfully, she had yet to fire, and closed the weapons bay quickly. With a sigh of relief, the leader then sent a message to the Hladgos troops below,"Friendly forces, this is Witch flight 34. We have received your message, and are volunteering to assist you in defending your cargo. Over."

SRADF Forces


The relief forces focused their attack on the city center. They split into three combat groups, and attacked the now enemy occupied center with everything they had. Severn gunships strafed and gun downed enemy forces in the open, while the Nomad VTOLs dropped infantry in, and provided fire support. Many of the infantry took defensive positions, until the Helijets helped clear the majority of the enemy forces. They planned to spear head their defenses once they had been weakened by aerial attacks.

Back at the Katrina. Twelve Strike Witch wings were preparing to take off. Each wing consisted of three bombers and five fighters. Their objective was to weaken enemy forces stationed at the airport, and open the way for a raider attack in order to retake it.
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Postby Celritannia » Sun Mar 18, 2012 10:43 am

Corporal Densen
'And who is incharge here?'
The Corporal asked, as he looked over his shoulder at one of their mechs then turned back to the PSICOM soldier.

Unit 5
As the Phantoms kept fending off the enemy armour, the Leftenant's screen pick up units from above. He looked up to find several strike units now targeting the opposing forces.

From below, he noticed Realms grouns units swaming in, this was a glorious sight to see. They could now ensure a secure defence around the centre and engage enemy units.

The Phantoms fired at the BranRiech and Marxist Forces, supporting the Realms forces, from the gorund and air.

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Postby Hladgos » Sun Mar 18, 2012 10:45 am

At first Dervin was relieved, but then he remembered that they were not allowed to accept assistance from other countries unless they were neutral. He began to think of a response.
"Roger that flight thirty four. But we cannot accept foreign assistance due to protocol D-7. If we let you help us, other countries may consider it an opportunity to see it as an alliane. We would be in more danger than if we were alone. Allthough your demonstration for assistance is appreciated, it is denied and rendered void for we cannot accept it. Over"
"What the f****** *** ***?" Yelled Hrelziv.

(OOC: I think you have it a bit wrong. Hladgos choppers are going toward their medical ship Blazing Hope in your city. I dont think you are over Hladgos.

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Postby The BranRiech » Sun Mar 18, 2012 11:10 am

Skies above Gardenia: Moskvi flight

"This is Moskvi 4, I have radar contact. Enemy aircraft on the nose, 2 miles out."

"Roger, this is Moskvi 1 to AWACS, Moskvi 4 has detected multiple hostile aircraft in the area of the enemy helicopters. Please confirm."

"This is AWACS, reports of enemy craft are confirmed, I saw again, confirmed. Command wants you to engage enemy planes and escort those choppers back to the base."

"Roger AWACS. Alright guys, stay cool, let's bag em'"

The 4 Flagons picked their targets, locked on and fired . . .

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Postby Hladgos » Sun Mar 18, 2012 11:55 am

Missile fired. No lock on to your craft. Said the missile warning system.
"What the hell?" Yelled Hrelziv.
There were no fighters on the radar. In fact, there was nothing on the radar. That was not good, though the other scanners were working, so Dervin could at least track enemies. He quickly established visual with the choppers and began circling the air, looking for the battle. He quickly saw smoke from a missile and a few tracer rounds from some flagon fighters. It was BranReich, and he felt relieved that he refused the Commonwealth's assistance. He might have been fighting BranRiech fighters now, and would have declared war for Hladgos with out governmental consent. He quickly established a flight path in which he could see the current battle as well as stay with the choppers. This was going to be messy.

"Hey? Whats that?" Asked a marine to himself.
There were several explosions in the air. A dogfight was taking place above. And it was close to the path of the chinooks. Too close.
"Allright guys, this is a jet battle above us and I dont have any readings from the choppers saying that they are under attack so just calm down." Said Jared.

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Postby Torrocca » Sun Mar 18, 2012 12:09 pm

Outskirts of North-Western Gardenia

"OH FUCK!!!" a commando screamed, ducking just as a rocket propelled grenade sailed over his head, missing him by mere inches. "Keep on them!" a ranger lieutenant calls out, as a massive strike force advances through the woods into Gardenia, noting ADT systems were going down and armoured reinforcements could assist them soon. They pushed on against the rebels, both sides taking reasonable casualties. Some men were hidden behind anything that could act as cover, supporting their advancing allies while they got cut down attacking the city. "Don't let up! We need this area secured for reinforcements!" the lieutenant shouts again, shooting a rebel in the face with his MAS-7[a]. Two snipers, hidden in the trees, take out targets on rooftops and inside buildings, making sure the men advancing have a chance.

Three klicks away

Four ranger platoons were hidden in the brush, watching the on-going assault from a hill, using their binoculars to see more clearly what was going on. Some snipers, with Barrett 50. cals were taking shots at the enemy, taking off limbs with each shot that hit an enemy. They were given the orders to wait their while another platoon rolled in, and were going to stay there until their allies below could break through Marxist lines and secure a strong-point. There was about 73 rangers and 22 commandos left, the three platoons having gotten shredded up early on in the assault, considering they had less than a hundred troopers left. Behind the waiting platoons were two armoured and four mechanized columns containing M1A2s Abrams MBTs and Humvees, as well as Stryker IFVs and a couple of M113A1s, which were going to deploy additional forces after AT weapons were taken down deeper into the city. The armoured units would help the ranger groups and commandos push on, and the humvees would drop off additional rangers with supporting IFVs, the units acting as QRFs in case things got bad for the rangers themselves...
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Postby Celritannia » Sun Mar 18, 2012 12:33 pm

Command Bridge

'Commodore, launch a concentrated missile on the enemy Command HQ, none of the coalition forces are there. If they still have defences aaround their command centre, we can test its reaction time.'

'Aye sir. Helm, open lauch tube 3, fire a Concentrated Tactical Missile.'

The helm operator reponded and clicked down on the launch control.

The rocket was launched and heading straight to the BranRiech Command. The missile would only destory in that concetrated area, no harm would come to Coalition forces.

Urban Unit 3

Leftenant Xanvile and his armoured units began moving up to meet up with the Mechs in the city centeral plaza.

Celritannian forces now controlled one sixth of the city, and the coalition as a whole, almost half. This was a great achievemnt, and now with the main Realms' forces directing the assult, the opposing army would be cornered with 2 militaries moving in from the sides and one from above.'

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Postby The BranRiech » Sun Mar 18, 2012 12:49 pm

Branriech Field HQ: Gardenia

The tech on duty was awoken by the sound of alarms at his ADT monitor, a missile was approaching the base. The tech yelled for the commander and requested permission to fire the anti-missile system. When he gave the go-ahead, the tech fired the system. Rapid-fire cannons opened up on the missile, tearing it to pieces. Once ths missile was nothing more than some shards of metal on the ground, the all clear alarm was given. The base went back to normal . . .


Skies above Gardenia

Moskvi flight awaited their missiles to impact the hostile witches, they arced through the skies and drew closer and closer to the enemy.

After what seemed like an eternity, the missiles reached their targets. 2 of the 4 missiles hit their targets and sent the enemies spiraling out of the sky, the other 2 missiles malfunctioned and fell to earth as duds.

The 4 planes of Moskvi flight prepared another round of missiles . . .

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Postby Celritannia » Sun Mar 18, 2012 12:59 pm

Command Bridge

'Analysis in sir. Reaction time, 20 seconds, missile would have hit the target within 50 seconds.'

Richard looked over the information, then the wolfstein gave a similar order.

'Fire 2 CTM and one EMP Shell, no we will test the lock capabilities for multiple targets.'

'Sir are you sure you want to launch another EMP...'

'Fire them, Commodore.'

The Vice-Commandant did not care. He wanted to play around with the Branriech toys, and gather enough information as possible. As long as he launched minimul missiles every so often, it would not be a great loss, testing the enemy's strengths and weaknesses was common in battle.

'Aye sir. Helm, launch bays 4, 6 and 9, same target, fire the missiles in an interval of 3 seconds.'

The first misile launched, followed by the second, and finnally the EMP shell, all heading to the Branriech command, yet again.
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Postby Torrocca » Sun Mar 18, 2012 1:04 pm

Three klicks away from the battle

"No BranReich forces in the area it seems, sir," private George Norman, a signaller drafted into the army, announced to his superior, after watching the ongoing battler for five whole minutes. The officer, a captain, looked over his shoulder and sighed, "good, we don't need our forces getting chopped up by more experienced fighters," he replied. "Sir! Alpha team has gotten through the enemy lines! Rangers following!" a spotter called out, noting that the rangers and commandos finally got through enemy lines and are now inside the city. "It should take them a few more minutes of fighting to secure that apartment complex," he added on, watching the battle continue.

Apartment complex, inside the city

"Keep pushing forward! Secure the parking lot!" a sergeant shouts, before taking down two rebels with his battle rifle. Two commandos run by him and take cover behind a car, before firing off a rocket from their LAW-72, which hits a van and destroys it, killing three rebels using it as cover. Bullets fly left and right, and rangers and rebels alike fall, leaving the coalition count in the area at 69 men and women left, with an undetermined number of rebel forces left. A machine gun team kicks open the door of a two story home and together, they kill the occupants, mainly wounded rebels and some combat ready rebels, before getting a firing position set up. The gunner opens fire on a swarm of rebels advancing on the rangers with his RPD, and mows down a good number of them before they get into cover and wait, bullets smacking the ground all around them...
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Postby The BranRiech » Sun Mar 18, 2012 1:28 pm

Branriech Field HQ: Gardenia

The techs monitor started to wail again. The tech who was pissed off enough, just checked the specs on the weapons that were fired. He noticed a shell that matched the specs of the EMP weapon that was used, he made that shell the #1 priority and went back to sleep.

The miniguns again ripped the targeted shells apart. But 2 of the conventional rockets impacted at various areas around HQ, a few tanks were knocked out and wounded various crewmembers. Rescue troopers were brought out to help the wounded and MI-6 transports flew in to move the destroyed tanks.

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