Discovery of Amrenia (MT, Open)

by **Windica** » Tue Apr 13, 2010 12:29 am

To: The Colonial Relations Commission
From: Emperor Edward Jacob VI
RE: CRC Summit

I, as the official CEO of the the Windica Corporation, with the Vice President for Administration and Operations of Windica Corporation, Duke Ferdinand 'd Windici, will attend this summit, in hopes of peace within the continent. Also, we will be putting forward our proposition to buy land from Onyenu to expand our businesses in the colony.

by **Of The Arch ilands** » Tue Apr 13, 2010 3:15 am

NSearth as well know is a big place there is never been a point when the whole of NSearth had been mapped explored or even seen. Even if one Nation had seen it another had not. Many simply followed like sheep to the new land in hopes of some green grass to call home. Others Fled Away from fighting and despair to greener lands. Others where the wolves Following stalking the sheep ready to take from them. the Arch islands was a wolf of sorts. How ever they did not fight for the thrill or the killing they faught for land. They where Expansionists Keen to take as much land in their greedy Grasps as they could.

16th "Denon" Fleet
ANV (Carrier) Jeronimo
Admiral Grace Nelson

The 16th Fleet had been re-routed by High command after a Listening Station on a small unimportant island 1,000km away had picked up radio chatter from an uncharted sector, Admiral Grace Nelson had not been happy as he never liked change of plans that and his fleet was heading home for a rest. How ever High Command, was never one to be beaten to new land, and if they where they would find away to take it al the same.

"Estimated time of arrival ?" Nelson Barked as he stalked rather grumpily through the command deck of his carrier.

"1 hour 45 minutes sir."

"Reports from Surveillance Satellites?"

"its a big continent sir putting pictures up now."

Nelson Watched as the screens turned from blue with the ANV symbol on it to satellite pictures of the continent. Nelson noticed a small island the furthest south of the Continent.

"swing the fleet around there we will Park up behind the Island roughly 300 km out."

"yes sir relaying orders now"

The 16th fleet was quite a large fleet with roughly 120 vessels in total Ranging from the Jeronimo Fleet Carrier and its 3 escort carriers to several Battleships and cruisers with the Outer Picket lines made up of Counter electronic Frigates and missile Frigates.

"where's our nearest Safe haven?"

"kreatora Sir 3000km East"

"ok good get the RASAF (Recon Air Superiority Fighters) in the air i want pictures betters ones than what out sats can give us i want installations the works"

"aye aye sir"

Soon Klaxon's rang out over the carriers as fighter pilots and Aircrew scrambled to there jobs launching fighters and there pilots into the air. with in 5 minutes 18 fighter Jets had been scrambled into the air and where Heading towards the Nations colonies of, Dinosians, Windica and Sharfghotten.

The Jets Thundered through the air ripping up the sound waves as they broke into MACH 2. The Fleet Looped around and Headed for the Dinosian Islands south of the continent.

OOC: im not going to declare war on any of your home nations that would be silly of me ha ha and im not going to do any of that Blarg im invading your home land also... blah blah blah just a simple little territorial war

by **Dinosians** » Tue Apr 13, 2010 5:38 am

"Sir you might want to take a look at this."

"What is it my boy?"

"A fleet has been spotted by our satalites. They aren't flying our flag."

"Hmm... Deploy the 1st Colonial Fleet and the 5th Task Force to deal with them. Scramble the Cateye Squadron as well."

Soon a fleet of 100 ships was heading to intercept the unknown fleet. They were supported by the Cateye Squadron which contained 120 Fighters.

by **Of the Quendi** » Tue Apr 13, 2010 6:42 am

Alcedina Minor VII in Amrenia
Fearfull that the neighboring colonial powers might have violated the human rights of the natives Prince Amos signed a decree giving every native Amrenian the right to become a citizen of the Colony. Numerous ships of the 1st fleet sailed up along both isdes of the bay spreading information material among the Esselen and Umatilla natives of this decree.
At the same time Prince Amos had authorized the founding of 3 cities more so there could be one on each island. The new cities Surdai, Umatillaion and Esselenium where quickly being filled with more colonists and the colony approached 1.5 million inhabitants with 450.000 in the capital of Lacynost.

Admiral Piodor, who was getting nervous about the imminent clash between the dinosians and the arch islanders had ordered half of the 1st fleet to block the bay while the battle between the two countries took place. He hoped that it would not insult the New Amerikans to much.

by **Tarsas** » Tue Apr 13, 2010 8:10 am

The radar was blaring. The main naval base at Partinal Point was tracking an unidentified fleet that was moving in significant force toward Amrenia. There was no other explanation for that kind of force. The colonial fleets of all the people who held colonies in Amrenia were tracked by Tarsan radar regularly. After a check of all the fleets, this extra one had come up on radar a few thousand kilometers out.

Admiral Arven, the Commander of Task Force 3, a naval task force that had been sent to guard the colony not long after the first settlers arrived, briskly strided into the Strategic Naval Command Center (SNCC), the main room in the naval base. He examined a map on the wall. The radar put the ETA of the fleet at around 1 hour and 45 minutes. The admiral began to bark orders. "Have the two stealth attack subs arrived yet?"

"Yes sir. They checked in early this morning."

The admiral stroked his chin. "Send them out to patrol the waters around the oil rigs. We've got to defend them at all costs. If the enemy destroys them, that's billions of dollars down the tube."

"Yes sir."

"Get a fleet patrolling the straight. Arm them with the anti shipping missiles. Also, contact the general. I was the airforces ready to scramble at a moment's notice encase we have to launch Protocol Alpha."

"Yes sir."

The Admiral walked in. "Sir, we have reports of a Dinosian intercept fleet moving to intercept and a Quendi fleet mobilizing."

"Mother of God, it's gonna be a full scale war. Tech, also tell the general to have 60,000 troops ready to defend the beaches. It's not expected that they will land here, but we need to be ready. Get them in the bunkers and make sure all the AA guns in the cities and on the beaches are active and manned."

"Yes sir>"

by **Of the Quendi** » Tue Apr 13, 2010 8:30 am

Lacynost
Doctor Piast Mistra was very excited about the laboratorium Prince Amos had built for his research. The new plants and herbs he had so far discovered where so many that he didn't even had them counted. Several of them had already proved to be usefull for the pharmaceuticall industry. With the latest adition to his collection doctor Mistra expected to be able to find cures for some of the chronic diseases that plagued the citizens of the Quendi but not the Esselen of Amrenia. Doctor Mistra watched as his girlfriend, a native Umatilla girl, approached with yet a new plant that the natives had found for the lab.
"Look Piast. My people believe this plant to help people with osteoarthrose osteoarthritis" she said in her horrid quenya and worse latin.
"Really? That one?" Mistra said after kissing his girlfriend
"Well there must be a reason that no one has arthritis must there not" she replied
Doctor Mistra took the plant and wrote a note
Found on the southern slopes of the island of Anorit. Possibly possesing healing abilities against osteoarthrose osteoarthritis. Tests will be carried out.
The new continent was truely a miraculous source of medicine. Unlike many colonial powers Prince Amos and the IRC had luckily decided not to destroy the environment but instead benefit from it. The pharmaceuticall industry of Alcedina Minor VII in Amrenia already produced a outcome of 300,000,000,000 USD. Pretty neat for a colony with below 2 million inhabitants Mistra thought to himself.
"Well what about we call it a day Tripanitaka and go out and have some fun." he said to his girlfriend.
She smiled and said "that sounds great"

by **Of The Arch ilands** » Tue Apr 13, 2010 12:13 pm

the Command deck of the ANV Jeronimo was in a state of controlled chaos as people Worked feverishly at there stations calculating distances and trying to identify Armaments.

"Radar Contacts.... and there's alot of them!"

"where are they coming from ?"

"Dinosia sir"

"Anything on Sonar?" Nelson began to pace along the deck"

"im picking up something big sir, intercepted Radio chatter indicates its some kind of submersible carrier."

Nelson Cursed under his breath High Command had drastically underestimated how far along these Colonies had come and the forces guarding them.

"do we have orders to engage i want the first shot!"

The comms operator didn't reply for a moment or to simply working at his station.

"did you not here what does high command say!"

"high command is issuing a weapons free zone 300 km around Dinosia sir also the 4th Fleet is on its way from Kreatora, several subs have been routed to our position they should be here with in the hour sir."

"excellent Order the Attack, and get the rest of my birds in the air!"

"yes sir"

Soon over the entire fleet the words "all hads on Deck condition one alert repeat all hands on deck condition one alert rang out over the entire fleet as Ships crew scrambled and prepped weapons, the Missile bays of the 27 cruisers opened up each cruiser held 6 missile bays totally a staggering 162 missiles per Launch. And with out a a second questioning the Extreme range Cruisers Opened fire Unleashing 5 waves of 162 Anti Shipping Cruise missiles Aimed for the Dinosian Fleet (total of 810 Anti Shipping Cruise Missiles)

From the Massive Leviathan Fleet Carrier Air Superiority fighters a mixture of Eurofighter typhoons and and Arch islands own Arrowhead ASAFs Soared tot he sky Grouping up into wings of 5 they began to patrol the Fleet ready to intercept any and all Airborne threats. on the run ways Lockhead Lighting II's where being prepped aswell as the Arch Islands own Spearhead Strike Craft, Fitted with 125pounder laser guided torpedoes and Bombs along with a multitude of Rockets and Other Deadly Missile Weaponry.

Kreatora
Arch Islands Colony
4th Fleet
Admiral Travis Green

The 4th Fleet had been Scrambled word had been passed down that the 16th Fleet needed help and that an invasion was planned for the newly discovered continent of Armarnia even as the Fleet Left the dock Soldiers where being flown in from the Arch Islands and its colonies Preparing for an All out war tens of thousands of troops where heading towards Kreatora and the Kreatoran Fabled 1st Airborne divisions where prepping for there Air Drop over Dinosia.

Adrmial Green Paced Over the Command deck of his Dominion class Juggernaut "Fabled things" the dominion Class Was a Massive Lump of Steel and Titantium newly designed the Arch Islands Possessed only 3 of such type of vessel, its fire power was Catastrophic. His Fleet numbered 150 vessels and 24 submarines.

OOC: @ Tarsas 60,000 soldiers o.o isnt that like over a 3rd of your armed forces ????

OOC addition: Kreatora my Colony is 3000km east of Armarnia that is the Staging ground for my operations its a colony but its a big colony

by **Arabiak** » Tue Apr 13, 2010 12:20 pm

Code: Select all: To:Director-General Parker Connaught From:Arabiak We have no problem with the way this arrangement will be going. We will be willing to assist your company in any way possible to make these water ways safer and accessibility. Our nation has good experience with sea related skills.

Arabikan Colony Command Center
"Sir,we have gotten reports from our incoming cargo planes. They have sent a picture of the 'threat'"
"Let me see that report" The general in-charge looked at the paper
"Its a goddamn fleet,whose is it?"
"No clue sir."
"Keep them on medium alert,we need full knowledge."
"Yes sir"

by **Of the Quendi** » Tue Apr 13, 2010 12:31 pm

Centurion Tisroc was beaming with pride. He was the first ever native Amrenian to become a officer with comand of a century. So what that all his men where also natives and no quendi, or non-quendi colonist, was enlisted in his century. The equal rights between the natives and the settlers where well on their way to be achieved. With several thousand Esselen and a couple of hundred Umatilla in the Colonial Auxillaries they now formed the backbone of the colony's independent defense. They where however still entirely dependent on the aid of the Quendi legions and especially admiral Piodors 1st fleet.
"Centurion the coast of New Ameriks colony is just south of us." a auxillary shouted.
The high command had ordered that a century of Umatilla natives where to land on the southern part of New Amerik to establish contact with both the colony's leaders as well as the local Umatilla. As one of the few Umatilla leaders in the native auxillaries Tisroc had been the obvious choice for mission leader. Hopefully the people of New Amerik would not mind a Quendi landing on their territory.

by **Chazicaria** » Tue Apr 13, 2010 12:56 pm

Radar blips were appearing on all Chazicarian radar station. General Adams, the commanding officer on the island, knew that he had to do something fast. He immediately activated the Soldiers on the island and prepared the small navy. About 19,000 Reserves, 2,000 Marines and 4,000 Army troops all began building defensive positions across the colony, including bunkers, air strips, trenches, forts and SAM sites. At the same time, New Chaz's economy was booming; Boomstick Dynamics (Chazicaria's premier Arms Manufacturing company) was already building a massive new factory, Iron, Copper and Tin had all been discovered and a large foundry that would produce ingots had been constructed.

Meanwhile, the port in New Chaz was expanding rapidly. Companies from Chazicaria were popping up in New Chaz like dandelions and they needed to export and import lots of goods. Port Prosperity was beginning to expand around the small bay and with more business coming, there was no end to the expansion in sight.

by **Arabiak** » Tue Apr 13, 2010 1:30 pm

Arabikan Colony Command Center
"Sir,satelliete pictures show a large amount of naval activity erupting from the land. They all seem to be heading towards the incoming and unidentified naval fleet."
"Send a message to the homeland and have them send escort fighters. I do not trust that incoming fleet."
"Yes,sir."
The officer walked out and the general looked at the picture of fleet. It seemed big but a few fighters could cause a bit of chaos. The natives and colonists should not learn of this though.

Arabikan 7th Naval Fleet,1 Carrier Attachment
The medium-sized aircraft carrier was surronded by its escorts. They were just doing a simple sea watch to keep the cargo planes safe. The admiral was watching two more pass over when a communications officer entered the bridge.
"Sir,message from NVHQ."
He handed it over to the Admiral who immediatly started reading it.

Code: Select all: Scramble Fighter Squad With Cargo Planes.Suspicous Naval Force Heading To Amrenia. Use Force If Fired Upon. Do Not Attack Unless Attacked First. If Neccessary,Scrambling Of More Fighters Is Permitted.

The Admiral pulled out a lighter and burned the letter. He got on the speakers and said
"Fighter squad C,await briefing. Crew ready fighters!"
He got up and went to brief the pilots.

by **Tarsas** » Tue Apr 13, 2010 3:07 pm

SNCC continued to monitor the enemy fleet. Missile dots and fighter dots were appearing on the screen. The long range high output sonar and numerous Tarsan Freighters had also sent back numerous reports of numbers and composition. The natives were settled down and 1,000 native troops had been recruited and went to serve in the navy, serving aboard three new anti-submarine Frigates built in the colony, the Illustrious, the Crusader, and the Excalibur. One of the frigates had been given to a young native naval prodigy named Mengwe Pardoe. He was ranked up to Captain and got the distinction of being the first high ranking native officer to serve in Colonial Maritime Defense Force.

A native infantry division of 2,000 troops had also been completed for a grand total of 122,000 Colonial Troops. Ships carrying arms and war machines were arriving from Tarsas in a large convoy protected by destroyers. They would be there within a two day period. Ships going to and from the colony to Tarsas have begun to take an indirect route out of the warzone. The Premier authorized a forty mile hostilities zone going from the New Tarsas beach and forty miles out to sea.

by **Dinosians** » Tue Apr 13, 2010 3:36 pm

To: All Allied Colonial Governments
From: Dinosian Colonial Government

Today an Unknown hostile fleet has attack our fair colony. We request aid against the enemy as we believe that an invasion of the homeland may come next.

The Fleet SAMs were already active and firing to take out the enemy Anti-Ship Missiles. Flak guns also opened fire taking out numerous Missiles. However 5 Ægir ships were hit and destroyed while 1 Halifax was destoryed and 3 others damaged. The Fleet responed by launching their fighters to support the Cateye Squadron which brought the total number of Fighters in the sky to 280. The Scnifaxi Submersible Carrier launched 15 of it's Harpoon Missiles along with the Fleets NSMs. The total amount of missiles launched was a staggering 1050. In addition the Fighters launched BrahMos Anti-Ship missiles totaling 1330 Missiles aimed at the enemy fleet.

by **Arabiak** » Tue Apr 13, 2010 3:49 pm

To:Dinosian Colonial Government
From:Arabiak

We will be sending assistance Via air. They will arrive very soon and help reduce slight resistance.
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The Squad C fighters took off immediatly after breifing. They carried a nice load of arnaments:
2-High Drop Torpedos[500kg]
2-Percision bombs[300kg]
6-Air to Surface Missiles
650 rounds for .50 cal nose gun.
They flew with a total of 5 planes. They would hit fast and immediatly take a picture of damage and fly back before being fully noticed. There was a few stealth measurements added to the jets to show up harder on the radars.

by **New Amerik** » Tue Apr 13, 2010 4:37 pm

The City of Bladedko was in an uproar. Though New Amerik's colony took a sleepy view of the other colonies, instead just sending out doktors to explore the landmass for animals and plants, it has noticed all too well the fleet coming off the sea that the other colonies appeared to be fighting against. In his office, Colonial Governor Haddock gave orders to aids, filled out paperwork, and phoned to New Amerik that more men and military supplies were needed.

After a frenzy, there was a lull in the activity. Haddock looked at the few men he had under arms. One whole legion, the14th; great, a total of only 12,500 soldiers. The fleet was relatively small, too: Bladed Bay's grand total fleet numbered about twenty patrol boats, ten corevettes, and three whole frigates. The air force consisted of twelve helicopters and a single NA-2 Nightwing (B-24 Liberator, but with bat bombs). His only other source of military power were the Guard that protected his city, and the two thousand doktors that swarmed Amrenia. Haddock sighed; they were screwed unless New Amerik sent reinforcements.

An aid appeared, "Sir! It appears our island neighbors have blocked the bay and are trying to meet with the natives on our south shore!" Haddock wondered at the Quendi's lack of tact in these matters. Nonetheless, he ordered, "Send word to our fleet to assist the Quendi's in blockading the bay. Get a few doktors to meet with the Quendi's; warn them of our traps, trade technology and that damned biology information of their's, and tell the natives to f-- off somewhere else."

As the aid left, Haddock made plans to activate the City's defensive batteries and emplacements. Before leaving, he sent a message to the other colonies.

TO: Colonial governors on Amrenia
FROM: Colonial Governor Haddock of Bladed Bay

Reinforcements are being sent from New Amerik main. Expect a few weeks. In the meantime, Bladed Bay will assist the other powers against enemy fleet should they land.

END MESSAGE

by **Emporer Pudu** » Tue Apr 13, 2010 5:10 pm

The Dominate monitored the increased traffic among the foreign colonies on Amrenia with a detached interest; 'No force present could hope to challenge the Imperial Guard should hostilities commence' was the accepted doctrine of Director Tarog's government, and this motivated his refusal of the delivery of the few communications that had been addressed to the colonial leadership. As the Director eloquently put it, "They can fuck off with their cooperation." Grigor Tarog was only obstinate, however, and not dumb. As the foreign warfleets clashed on the far side of the Dinosian islands, he was watching.

The Imperial Guard naval corps station at Imperial Compound Zero-One saw a drastic increase in the frequency of its traffic following the arrival of the Arch Islanders to the south; the patrol fleets were move numerous and ranged further outside the maritime exclusion zone; the helicopter ASW patrols began cruising the entire eastern coast of Amrenia, and all the way west to the mouth of the Su Shuang river; naval bomber and fighter squadrons were flying circles around the continent, plying international waters with impunity anywhere in proximity to Amrenia.

A channel had been established through the maritime exclusion zone leading to Port Concord, a feat accomplished previously by stating that destination when entering the zone from anywhere. The formerly relatively open waters of the exclusion zone were now the province of roaming squadrons of quiet patrol submarines, reinforcing the presence of the destroyer patrols. Now, security would be much tighter on the Pudite-controlled seas.

Pudite coastal defenses were also strengthened, as the land was cleared along the entire coastal waterfront to make way for an eventual networked defensive line. For now, however, the job was accomplished by moving a division of mechanized infantry from the inland to fortify the most likely undefended landing zones. Fortunately, however, when the Imperial Trading Company initially landed, they did seek out the five premier coastal landing sites as the homes of what were now fully populated and fortified Imperial compounds. This coast had already been invaded, there was no room for anyone looking to try their own luck.

by **Azazia** » Tue Apr 13, 2010 7:32 pm

Northern Settlement
The cool sea breeze prevented the air from absorbing the sweat on Connaught's forehead. He was too occupied by the heavy box in his arms to wipe his brow. The Company had finally shipped those personal effects he had designated for later shipment, a shipment after the settlement was up and running. Principally, he had been waiting for the solar-powered generators to come online. While Company televisions and computers were permitted to run off the generators, personal devices were forbidden. Eventually an oil-fired plant would be built along the river; however, that would take many more months to complete.

"Director-General," a clean-shaven and sweatless boy shouted. Connaught placed his box down on the gravel road and waved the boy over. In truth, he used the word boy in the pejorative sense, the 22-year-old was not clean shaven because of some special access to highly-prized razors but because he could not yet grow a beard.

"What is it Jimmy?"

"We have been copied on some communications you may wish to review." Connaught's personal assistant handed him the copies.

"Diplomatic invitation to New Tarsas, confirmation of river transport rights for Arabiak, and…" Connaught trailed off as he read the memo from the Dinosians. "Attack on the Dinosian colony? And an invasion of the Dinosian homeland? Bloody Christ." Connaught continued reading. "And the same from Bladed Bay." The Director-General looked at his aide. "This all figures somehow."

Colonial Office
Georgetown, New Britain
United Kingdom of Oceania
Some six thousand kilometres from Amrenia, the city of Georgetown was enjoying a spring thunderstorm from a system lingering to the northwest off the coast of Chatham. A flash of lightening briefly illuminated the office of the Secretary of State for the Colonies, an office decorated in dark, tropical wood and occupied by two men. One, the Secretary Sir Iain Bashir, sat behind a desk which was principally illuminated by a low-wattage desk lamp. The second, Henry Adams, was the Secretary's chief of staff, a special adviser and not a member of the Civil Service.

"We grant the Company a free hand in administering this colony and but a few weeks after settlement they come to us asking for military support." Adams sighed. The Oceanian West Amrenia Company had issued a formal request for military support on account of rising tensions on and around the continent.

"We are no longer in the days of the British Raj, Henry," Bashir replied. "In the good old days all that was required was some unemployed lad from Yorkshire, a musket, and some ammunition. Ship him off to Bengal and there you have an army. Today they require tanks, fighter jets, and missile submarines. You go and try to find an unemployed tank in Cumberland, would you?"

Adams chuckled. "If only defence were that simple."

"The Prime Minister would make us believe it were so. As we are increasingly bogged down in Sarnia, Novikov, Recedentia, and New London she offered OWAC a trusteeship instead of establishing an outright colony of the Crown." Bashir paused and lifted a cooling cup of tea to his lips. The blend was from the aforenoted Sarnia, a troublesome colony that regardless of the problems offered excellent blends of tea.

"No," the Secretary finally continued, "we will leave the cost of administering the place to OWAC and instead reap the profits through corporate taxes and tariffs."

"Thank you, privatisation," Adams replied laconically.

"Neither Daniel nor Emil will be too pleased with the request." Bashir said, ignoring Adams' comment. "Our initial conversation with Mr. Connaught specifically included a briefing on a threat assessment to detail just what sort of military assets they would require."

"Oh I remember, sir. They have a few old ships and aircraft on loan. But nothing like they are requesting."

Finally Bashir smiled. "On the other hand, should they come to depend upon us to much…well what happened to the British East India Company's rule in India?"

Camp Garrick, Amrenia
Compton watched another fighter jet streak into the sky. The Company had sent a memo to all the mercenary commanders informing them of the developing situation somewhere in southern Amrenia. "As if the bloody insurgents were not enough of a bugger in the arse," the mercenary remarked to himself. He continued walking past the second barbed-wire fence that separated the airfield from the remainder of the base—just in case the natives managed to breach the perimeter. Not that Compton or anybody else expected the natives to be able to pilot a multi-million pound aircraft.

Not that the airfield was much of an airfield. Indeed there was yet to be any paved surface. The runway and taxiways, while identified with markers, were nothing more than compacted dirt surfaces. Fortunately, the aircraft at Garrick were Viper F.1s. They were designed specifically for operation in distant imperial theatres far from logistical supply bases. The airframes were rugged, not stealthy. They were light and fast aircraft capable of taking off from and landing upon runways just like that at Garrick, runways barely deserving of the name.

Despite the lack of any intel about a threat to the coast, the Company had ordered Compton and the rest of the mercenary officer corps to ensure that the readiness level was increased. And so already the garrison at Garrick were busy securing the nearest potential landing areas along with fortifying those positions that defended the narrow strait into the bay. For it was in that protected bay that the higher value warships were located. After all, the Company did not want to pay for damages on the loaned hardware.

Outpost Lapointe
Unlike Compton to the northwest at Camp Garrick, Bouchard had no fighter jets. Instead, a landing strip even less deserving of the name runway than that at Garrick had been cleared among the forest. And while he had no manned combat aircraft, the mercenary did have a small force of drones at his disposal. Specifically he had four. Two were equipped as surveillance drones and two were capable of being equipped with light weaponry, either air-to-ground or air-to-air.

And while no invasion was deemed likely from organised forces belonging to either Tarsas or Raludcia, the platoons under his command had established observation posts over the most accessible fords along the Senechal within ten kilometres of the outpost. And just beyond the outpost's fence, an enterprising settler by the name of Pryce had constructed a rudimentary set of watermills. One was a non-electrical sawmill while the other was technically a hydroelectric plant generating electricity for the base.

Settlement in Lapointe was more difficult than in the outposts and settlements in the north; transportation was the principal difficulty. Far to the north, all the settlements were connected via the Proulx, Amritsa, or Carbonia rivers and from there to the ocean that reached Camps Garrick, Cordiale, and Jarvis. The only link thus far to Lapointe was the daily Pelican supply flight. Fortunately, the lower number of settlers arriving on each flight meant more space for supplies, including arms and ammunition. And as Bouchard was reading in the memos from Northern Settlement, it was quite possible he would need to put his arms and ammunition to use sooner rather than later.

Communique to Colonial Leaders
As the Oceanian West Amrenia Company wishes to develop a better business climate between the various colonies, I, Parker Connaught, shall be representing the Company and its colony in my capacity as Director-General. Also in attendance shall be my military affairs advisor, General Mark Graves (ret.). As delegates, we shall also be requiring accommodations for our respective staffs that shall number no more than five persons each.

Parker Connaught

by **Tarsas** » Tue Apr 13, 2010 9:05 pm

OCC: viewtopic.php?f=4&t=46152 The Summit thread.
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Border Between Azazia and New Tarsas

Lieutenant John Everen looked out of Command Center's window with binoculars at the Azazians across the river. Guns and arms were being unpacked quickly. What need did they have of that many guns and bullets out here? New Tarsas wasn't going to commit any offensive actions against them and even if this new enemy fleet was going to attack them, it most certainly wouldn't happen at one of the wildest areas of the continent. The outpost he was in command of, Gerithan Forest Military Outpost, was set here during the fight with the natives. They had settled down, but several native villages remained in this area and the outpost policed them.

The outpost was a fenced in complex that looked much like a prison camp. It had a high fence of razor and barbed wire surrounding an area no bigger than twelve acres. The structures were made of concrete and consisted of a barracks, a Command Center, a mess hall, a small dirt landing strip with hangar space for one plane, a radar mast and control room, a medical room, two watchtowers, an armory, a shower building complete with restrooms, and a hydroelectric generator hidden underground near the river. The outpost had the bare essentials, nothing more. It was located in one of the most dense parts of the Forest.

The outpost now turned it's radars off the natives and onto Azazian outpost. It seemed they were arming to attack the outpost. He quickly emailed a report back to the main military base in the city of Argonue a few hundred miles east of the outpost. He also sent a request for more supplies and men. They would probably be arriving by river barge a few days from now.

New Tarsas, SNCC

The SNCC continued to monitor the situation as the attacks began. Thousands of missile attacks had begun. "Dispatch the CMDF 2nd Fleet."

"Yes sir, sending your orders."

A hundred miles off the coast of New Tarsas

Rear-Admiral Albert M. Johnston had been assigned command over the newly created second fleet only three days ago. An experienced commander just transfered over from The Island War, as it was called, to aid the Colonial Maritime Defense Force in gaining discipline and to command the newly created 2nd Fleet. The Commander of the first fleet had received extensive training from him and he had been persuaded to stay, for a significant pay raise of Twenty Five Thousand Harkans a month, and command the second fleet. He now inhabited, with his family, one of the largest estates in the colony on the beach, courteous of his new raised salary and his already significantly filled bank account.

The fleet quickly mobilized and set a course for the warzone. Additional Naval Support arrived from Tarsas on the previous day.

by **Of the Quendi** » Wed Apr 14, 2010 12:04 am

Lacynost
"So New Amerik is receiving reinforcements" Prince Amos said to no one in particular. He couldn't help but think that if the 1st fleet didn't allow the reinforcements to pass through New Ameriks colony would have no defense to fight of the Quendi forces. Most of New Amerik could probarbly be conquered while the rest of Amrenia was busy dealing with the threat from the south. It was very tempting. The Prince sighed and said "let them pass through our blockade we have no interest in making enemies of New Amerik. Now you must exuse me, I will go to New Tarsas to the conference."

by **Of The Arch ilands** » Wed Apr 14, 2010 2:37 am

OOC Note: i will not be invading any ones homeland lol
The British did not invade France when they where at war over America lol so why do it here lol
IC:

Income fire alarms Rang out over the fleet as the Dinosians returned fire.

"Damn how many incoming?"

"Over a thousands sir"

"Order the Interceptors to intercept as many as possible"

"Sir incoming Dinosian Air craft"

"how far are they out

"they will be ontop of us after the incoming Missile Volly"

"order Wings 12 though 27 to engage the Incoming fighters AND TAKE DOWN THOSE MISSILES!"

The Fleet By a miraculous decision continued steaming on towards Dinosia There ECM Counter measures on full as well as every Available Weapons platform Spewing out Anti Missile rounds of various sorts. as Half of the fighter Wing Went to intercept the missiles
Squadrons 12 through 27 went to slow down the advance of the Dinosian Fighters.

Even with all the effort and advanced weaponry The missiles Still broke through the defensive shield of fire. 7 gun Frigates where totally obliterated, and 1 ECM frigate was damaged Taking a Missile to top deck of the stern of the ship.

Once again Nelsons Fleet opened fire with every missile it had firing in the same five waves (810 Missiles) They were aimed this time The enemy missiles had been tracked from there launch and the Corresponding counter attack was aimed at taking out the enemy fleets long range Missile capabilities.

From the Deck of The Leviathan the Strike Craft took off and Headed for the Dinosian Fleet moving to Extreme altitudes they aimed to drop down on top of the dinosian fleet and unleash there payload with enough speed to quickly leave the Area. how ever Fighter Jets where much slower than Missiles they would arrive shortly after the missile payload.

The Fighter wings Sent to Engage and slow down the enemy fighter Craft did the same Climbing to high altitudes this game them an advantage being able to pursue if the enemy fighters broke off. the Fighters that had Been used to intercept the Wave of missile fire where ordered to intercept the Enemy fighters hopefully taking them by surprise while they where busy with the first 45 fighters.

Nelson strode along his command deck.

"i want the Auxiliary birds in the air to act as a defensive screen order the escorts to prep there Fighters and get them into the Air ASAP."

"yes sir"

"and where is the forth fleet?"

"The fourth fleet is five hours out sir how ever our Rerouted subs have entered the area 35 in total sir."

"excellent order them to split into to groups and Flank there fleet from the right and left order them to Make a long loop dont want the dinosians picking up our subs just yet."

by **Of the Quendi** » Wed Apr 14, 2010 4:23 am

"Yes plants and herbs" Centurion Tisroc said in his native tongue. He was trying to make the Umatillas in New Amerik understand that the Quendi colony would pay them for plants. The natives considered that completely unbelievable but gradually he was breaking through to them. Now several Umatilla villages where providing Alcedina Minor with medical plants. Now all that was needed was to make contact with the New Amerik colony's government. He therefore ordered his men, escorting a diplomat from Lacynost to march towards the New Amerik colny's capital.

by **Dinosians** » Wed Apr 14, 2010 5:44 am

Cateye Squadron had anticipated the enemy's move and was already waiting at the altitude level. Once the enemy was in range they opened fire with a round of IRIS-T Air to Air Missiles. Meanwhile the rest of the Fighters intercepted several missiles and engaged the enemy Flights. The Anti-Air weapons on the Ships opened fire once more downing most of the missiles again. A few still slipped through damaging 2 of the Destroyers.

The Scnifaxi had noticed the enemy subs long before they reached the battle zone. The fleet had been notified and were ready to drop depth charges. The Scnifaxi was equipped with an experimental weapon as well, so it had a surprise for the enemy subs. The Captain ordered the sub to standby to launch it's remaining missiles, knowing that they would only be 70% effective underwater but would still damage the enemy subs.

The Fleet launched another barage of Missiles this time numbering around 1500 and the PT boats had begun to launch amred UAVs to intercept another volley of missiles. A message was wired to the Dinosian homeland and they responded saying that the 8th Fleet would arrive in 4 hours.

by **Of The Arch ilands** » Wed Apr 14, 2010 6:17 am

Dinosian Fleet
Strike Craft attack Several Seconds after the Missile Attack

As Planned the Missile volly had distracted the Dinosian Fleet from the massive Wave of 150 Strike craft that had now Plummeted from cloud level and descended upon the Dinosian fleet Unloading there 125 pounder Laser guided Torpedoes using there built up speed to pull out of the dive and climb rapidly for another run.

Cateye Squadron Dog Fight

Flight Lieutenant Jordan Banks was the Squadron leader for Leviathans ASAFs. as they broke above cloud cover the Massive Cateye squadron was already down there throats.

"SHIT! BRAKE BRAKE" Missile Locks started to sound over his Cockpit

"Ive got a missile lock deploy Chaff"

The Squadrons 110 fighters Broke Formation Trying to Avoid the incoming Missile fire how ever even with Chaff and Counter measures deployed 10 ArrowHead ASAF Fighters and 8 Eurofighter Typhoon ASAFS went up in smoke as the where unable to avoid the missiles. Regrouping into there separate Groups of 2 fighters. the Remaining 92 Fighters fired Back using FireFlash Air to Air Missiles and AIM-132 ASRAAM Air to Air Missiles.

Arch Islands Fleet

Once again the Anti Missile Systems opened up and along with the Protecting Interceptors and ASAF fighters the Fleet managed to down most of the Missiles how ever the previously damaged Frigate was hit once again Blasting a gaping hole into the side of if its hull causing it to start to sink 1 cruiser was hit on the top deck the Missile Crashing down into the magazine causing the ship to explode violently.

The Fleet despite the losses still continued on towards the Dinosian Fleet.

"Are we with in Torpedo Range ?"

"yes sir Forward Gun Frigates report Torpedoes are primed and ready."

"order them to fire and tell the rest of the fleet to get into position Spearhead omega Formation we are going to ram straight into there fleet"

The Comms officer looked rather bewildered at his commanding officers words. before gaining him self and passing the orders on.

The 7 Forward Gun frigates of the Naval Formation each had 4 torpedo launchers Built into there Hulls almost in unison they fired 28 Radio Guided Torpedoes Ripped through the Waters silently heading for the Dinosian Submersible Carrier, a few moments later they fired off another wave of torpedoes aimed for the Dinosian picketing gun boats. (total of 56 torpedoes)

the Submarines how ever continued there long loop around to the flanks of the Dinosian fleet. The Dinsosian Fleet was Now under threat of a 3 prong attack fromt he sea and currently under attack by a large force of Strike craft armed with anti ship weaponry.

by **Of the Quendi** » Wed Apr 14, 2010 7:04 am

MIS Yonai
Admiral Piodor had written a quick telegram to the Arch ilands hoping to make them see the unacceptable in their unprovoked invasion.

To: The Arch ilands
From: Admiral Piodor (vice-governor)

The Colony of Alcedina Minor VII in Amrenia asks that your nation ends the unprovoked hostilities between the arch ilands and the dinosians.

Tarsan
Prince Amos was deeply concerned about the combat between the arch ilands and the Dinosians. He feared that the war could spread as the Dinosians and the arch ilanders might find allies on the continent seeking to increase their power over other colonies. As a small colony with no natural ressources Prince Amos didn't fear that Alcedina Minor itself would be invaded yet he feared that the ilands small economy could be damaged by warfare througout the continent.

To: Dinosians
From Prince Amos Alcedina

The Most Serene Republic and its colony Alcedina Minor VII in Amrenia is deeply saddened to hear about the unnecesary hostilities between the arch ilands and the Dinosian. As the Most Serene Republic is on the brink of war i can however not offer your colony any military aid. I suggest that send delegates to the CRC in Tarsan to explain to the continents delegates the situation as neither I nor my advisors know enough about the conflict to decide on how we can best help bring peace. Obviously the Colony of Alcedina Minor VII in Amrenia will be willing to do what we can to make peace between your colony and the country of Arch ilands.

Sincerely
Prince Amos Alcedina

Content with his letter Prince Amos decided to go back to the conference and make sure the situation between the Dinosians and the arch ilanders was given first priority. Hopefully negotiations was still an option

by **Tarsas** » Wed Apr 14, 2010 8:16 am

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Undisclosed Location in the Baron Sea

Rear-Admiral Albert Johnston just got a new toy. An SSBN had come from Taras at his request. The Crusher Class ballistic missile submarine was a top of the ling, highly advanced, multi billion dollar craft with stealth capabilities. The new Tarsan Stealth Navy was starting it's upgrade with it's submarine fleet and already most of the old subs had been sold and replaced with brand new stealth subs. All those were SSNs and Diesel-Electric attacks subs though. This one was the only SSBN in the Tarsan Navy, and it was huge. It carried 20 RSM-52 ICBMs, MRBMs, OR SRBMs, and for this particular mission, it was SRBMs.

The Admiral walked up to the communications console and put on a pair of the headphones that were used for communicating. "This is the Rear-Admiral Albert JohnstonTNS Warlord to the TNS Crusher. Prepare the conventional MOAB missiles, and fire all 20 at the leviathan."

"Yes sir. The Crusher is preparing to fire." A MOAB bomb was a massive conventional warhead that made an explosion equal in size to a small nuclear weapon. A MOAB wasn't a WMD though, because it is conventional. This missile contained 12 of these large MOAB warheads. The General walked over to the window and looked out. The Crusher had surfaced and opened it's missile bays. He activated the speaker so he could hear.

"20, 19, 18, 17, 16, activate redundant sequencer, 15, 14, 13, 12, 10, redundant sequencer set, begin final preparations, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, final preparations complete, final check, 4, 3, 2, final check green, 1, FIRE." 20 ballistic missiles filled with 12 conventional MOAB warheads each launched out. This would level the Leviathan. The missiles started into the atmosphere. Once over their target, they would come down at speeds in excess of mach 18...The Leviathan was surely doomed. The Crusher closed it's missile bays ans quickly disappeared on it's way back to Tarsan. It's payload was spent, and it's job was done. The fleet carried on ahead full speed.

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