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Palmyrion
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Postby Palmyrion » Wed May 20, 2020 7:40 am

Jerusalem AO
New Sandau




By the time the 213th to 216th Divisions have landed on Jerusalem Beach, and 101MSR, 102MSR, and 201MEB have established a beachhead (designated Point Sibat) further to the east, the strategic operational plan of Operation Shotclock had taken shape; it was essentially the modern revival of the Schlieffen Plan to encircle Programme 10's secondary high-level mainframe. The 213th to 216th were to make a drive south-southwest to capture City 27 and Garrison 19, with the aim of linking up with City 7 and Garrisons 20 and 26; meanwhile, the Marine Corps spearhead, featuring 201MEB as its main spearhead and 101MSR and 102MSR as its flank guards and alongside the yet-to-arrive 217th to 220th Divisions, would descend upon Garrison 17, and afterwards capture Garrison 9 and Cities 13 and 5. The secondary objective of Operation Shotclock - but one just as important - was to establish C4RISTA and logistics lines and routes with the isolated German garrisons to the south and southeast, and if possible have them consolidate for a westward push.

The naval complement of Operation Shotclock was split into Task Forces Polydamas and Myrmidon: while Polydamas was in charge of providing naval cover to the southward spearheads of the coalition military, Task Force Myrmidon was in charge of securing aerial and naval superiority to the south. Additionally, to help resupply the German garrison at Garrison 23 with fresh manpower, food, water, electricity, and ammunition to keep up the fight, a mulberry harbour would be constructed at a coastal position to the southeast of Garrison 23 to establish a naval resupply point. To help soften up Garrison 17 in preparation for the Palmyrian assault on the garrison, TF Polydamas would unleash a missile strike on the garrison.
At once, from the bowels of every ship, mighty land-attack missiles - the Hellion, produced courtesy of Lyran Arms - emerged in mighty pillars of raging smoke and fire. Each of the FFGs fired 4, the DDGNs fired 8, the CGNs fired 16, the BBGNs 32, and the task force’s two Longsword-class vessels fired 512 each, a salvo fired in four waves spaced 30 seconds from each other. Using a combination of DSMAC, TERCOM, inertial guidance, forward-looking IR, and radar guidance, the gigantic wave of missiles sought at the Programme 10 hordes like a swarm of locusts hungry for carnage. Upon detection by any Programme 10 air defence platform, the missile horde would simply dump flares, conduct defensive electronic warfare, and simply manoeuvre to lessen the chance of interception.

Each missile was a cluster warhead, but half carried metal augmented charge submunitions while the other half carried Wide Area Guided Anti-Vehicle submunitions; the MAC submunitions would cover the battlefield with a vast number of explosive ordnance, covering the battlefield in shrapnel and intense heat from a zirconium-based pyrophoric substance that could burn at high temperatures - enough to turn concrete into a glassy mess, and enough to make metal bend in the extreme heat; the WAGAV munitions, with each missile carrying 30, would seek out enemy vehicles from the top, striking them at their fragile roofs.


The rain provided relief for the Palmyrian soldiers that have been fighting the endless human waves sent by Program 10 to their way. Much has been lost to the flesh-units of Programme 10 - tank optics shot by snipers, many a ginunting/bolo blade dulled by the many instances that firefights devolved into brutal melee dumpster fires in the thoroughly-levelled forests of New Sandau, and despite maximum use of cunning combined with sheer brutality the Palmyrians had to pay for each square metre of territory they gained - if not by the deaths of men and women, then by the sheer number of wounded and injured that at worst had to be left for dead in a brutal system of triage and at best had to be sent home. But the Palmyrians were no stranger to the brutality of conflict. While the more combat-seasoned personnel could take a lot of mental beating and had more skill to prevent being incapacitated, the new recruits were less hardy, but still hardy nonetheless.

Any river with torrential flow on them would simply be bridged over by a bridging unit - utilising MLC70 bridges being deployed whilst under friendly covering fire from Palmyrian, Nacradian, and German forces, the CV.101 AVLBs provided much needed mobility for the coalition. The locations of every deployed and constructed bridge was radioed to the Nacradian and German forces so their armour can safely cross - and while they were at it, Palmyrian light infantry units scattered across the vanguard and line areas reported areas of quicksand and generally muddy, unstable ground as often as they could up the chain of command so as to notify everyone of the hazards that lay out in the forest.

As usual, the Palmyrian infantry units went on foot, leaving their APCs behind a distance so as to at least provide some expedient covering fire and exfil. But they gave themselves a twist, one that would involve a lot of mud. Dousing and covering themselves in the mud of the brutal battlefields of New Sandau, they didn't just master the soil of New Sandau - they have become one with it, and combined with local foliage made for excellent camouflage. The only thing that was left of them not covered by mud was the whites of their eyeballs and their optics. As always, they executed hit-and-runs on foot - and at times using their APCs - against Programme 10 flesh-unit combat patrols, aiming as always to sap their strength slowly but surely in an effort aided by Palmyrion's C4RISTA capabilities and high-precision fire support. If they needed to tie Programme 10's units down with a pitched battle, the armour units would usually initiate the attacks, followed by pincer movements by supporting infantry units.

The addition of Programme 10 armour and air defence assets gave these Palmyrian infantry units - and their supporting cavalry - even more targets; while armour only made the fights more intense and interesting, air defence assets were easy pickings for the infantry and armour units. This would be aided by SEAD missions conducted by the naval forces' carrier air wings, as well as heliborne hit-and-runs from the divisional aviation brigades' attack helicopter brigades against Programme 10 armour.

Any gunboat that would get within the sights of a Palmyrian combat unit would immediately be dealt with using a precision guided munition: any manner of heavy TV-guided missiles from the Palmyrians' anti-tank companies, man-portable ATGMs, precision mortar rounds, or in some cases even using the squad's FGR.101 multi-purpose launchers, a CV.101 main battle tank's 127mm smoothbore cannon, or a burst of 35mm rounds from the IFVs would deal sufficient damage to incapacitate a Programme 10 gunboat, if not catastrophically destroy it. Fire-finder radars would locate Programme 10 artillery positions using their projectile trajectories, and any artillery position that is verified would be given counter-battery fire.


ORBATs, TF Polydamas and TF-Myrmidon

Task Force "POLYDAMAS"
Battlefleets ARAGON (ADM HAROLD CANSON PN), RANIAG (ADM IDRIS JOHN PELAYO PN), ADLAW (ADM COLLEEN DENNYLI AGUAS PN). Each Battlefleet is comprised of:
1 CARSTRGRU
2 COMNAVRON
    2 DDG/N
    2 FFG
    2 CG/N
    1 DDH
    1 T-AOE
2 SUBRON
    8 SSGN
15 FFG Libertas-class
20 DDGN Lamia-class
25 CGN Lacto-class
3 CVN Luna-class
6 CVE Pushania-class
1 SDGN Longsword-class
3 BBGN Anubis-class
6 BBGN Pijl-class
20 SSN LA-601 Xiphos-class
5 SSK LA-602 Kukri-class
2 SSBN/SSGN LA-603 Dadao-class

Task Force "MYRMIDON"
Battlefleets TAKIPSILIM (ADM ARNOLD JEREMY MORTABA PN), HIRAYA (ADM HANS RAPHAEL GALLENO). Each Battlefleet is comprised of:
1 CARSTRGRU
2 COMNAVRON
    2 DDG/N
    2 FFG
    2 CG/N
    1 DDH
    1 T-AOE
2 SUBRON
    8 SSGN
15 FFG Libertas-class
25 DDGN Lamia-class
25 CGN Lacto-class
3 CVN Luna-class
3 CVE Pushania-class
1 SDGN Longsword-class
3 BBGN Anubis-class
6 BBGN Pijl-class
15 SSN LA-601 Xiphos-class
10 SSK LA-602 Kukri-class
2 SSBN/SSGN LA-603 Dadao-class
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Postby MineLegotia and Equestria » Wed May 20, 2020 7:49 am

New Sandau Waters

After some time refuelling in the ports, the Naval Task Force that bore the name Siwang departed form port, planning on swinging around most of the island to support their Palymorian allies down South. The Fleet left the port full speed and is expected to arrive in the Southern Parts of New Sandauian Waters within a day.

Operation : Enduring Endurance External of Ethics

As a torrential rainstorm passed over Kuala Lumpur, a planned missile strike was cancelled and was rescheduled to fire the same day as the following scheduled missile strike.

The Tomahawks with a Different Name (TsDN) were set up, checked over once last time before the commanding officer on the ground gave the green light.

That night, several hundred lights streaked across the skies of Kuala Lumpur, roughly 500 Tomahawks heading for their targets, specifically City 27. Hopefully such an aggressive strike would deal a good amount of damage against their AI enemies...
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Postby New Visayan Islands » Wed May 20, 2020 9:37 am

Sgt Donald E. Wong, VCMC
Checkpoint Yamato, Approaching Base 11
May 20th, AD 2020
1933 PHT

As the squad passed Checkpoint Yamato, Donald couldn't help but think of home. He was a native of Mandaue, in the District of Humabon; his mother still lived in an apartment in the Pagsabungan District with his brother Nathan, a sergeant in the District of Humabon Metropolitan Police Department. The squad's leader started wondering about the family as they made their way to Base 11 to relieve the men and women of the 12th MEU.
"Sarge, we're almost there," Roger said, interrupting his train of thought.
"I can see that, Lance." Donald could; the base had seen a considerable amount of heavy fighting, and it would be a while before the two battalions would be able to fortify Base 11 to allow for its use as a forward operating base.

Marion Aznar
Base 11
May 20th, AD 2020
1942 PHT

"...this has been Marion Aznar, VisCon News, reporting live from New Sandau."
After finishing things up with Albert, Marion noticed some fresh faces; the men of the 13th MEU had just arrived to relieve the haggard forces from the 12th.
"Jesus, Connie! You look like shit!"
"Yeah, you should see the other guy."
"Hey, that the journo?"
"Yeah. Ex-Army, go easy on him." At that, Marion saw the marine speaking to Conrad approach him.
"Not bad for a guy from the Army," the marine said. "Conrad tells me you have balls the size of watermelons. I believe him; going live under fire? That sure as hell takes a couple of big brass ones," he added before introducing himself. "Lieutenant Salem Olpos, at your service."
"Marion Azar, VisCon News," he replied before saluting. "First Sergeant, retired, of the VCA, sir."
"Hey Connie, I think you broke the Army guy."
"Like hell I did, just look at your face!" At that, Conrad and Marion were laughing. Which was just as well, they were in for one long night...
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Postby Reorganisieren Reichregierung » Wed May 20, 2020 11:12 am

Program 10
Emergency Command Center



Program 10 was under a deluge of attacks. It analysed the battlescape and coordinated the actions of entire flesh unit divisions. A flesh unit whose aim would be woeful zeroed in like a veteran. Regiments moved as one organism in utter silence, each one acting in concert. From the eyes of frontline flesh units were the markers for artillery and missile fire placed. In hand to hand combat, those that were once merely the victims of extreme violence responded with skill and mechanical speed. Armored formations moved, swiveled, found targets, fired as one. Not a single shot from the lowliest flesh unit to those that had made up the Gehenna Reserve (the best of the flesh unit light infantry) was misappropriated. Not a single movement was wasted. Hundreds of thousands would work as one. Program 10 would survive.

Program 10 knew it could not keep this up forever. It no longer had access to its main facilities, and thus the majority of its processing power. The violence of the enemy offensive was wearing it down, with the superiority of equipment and initiative more than compensating for the processing power and decision-making abilities of Program 10. At the new enemy beachhead, Palmyrion Organisms fell upon hapless flesh unit patrols, while the tanks and their flesh pilots were engaged in massive pitched battles. SEAD and even rapid enemy advances whittled away at air defenses, and fierce Germanic and Nacrad Organism counterattacks forced Program 10 to pull flesh units and the flesh pilots of tanks, helicopters and gunboats, while artillery was destroyed by accurate counterbattery fire.

All was not lost though. The flesh pilots of SA-6 units, MANPADS teams and camouflaged AA guns were able to at least score parting shots at the helicopters, while RPG teams, heavily camouflaged with ghillies, facepaint, leaves and mud made enemy tank actions complicated. Snipers picked off officers and sniped at tank optics, and with allocation of processing power, they were even able to distinguish camouflaged enemies by the whites of their eyes and the glint of the lenses of their optics, giving away their position and turning the hunters into the hunted. Ironically, the loss of hundreds of thousands of its flesh units actually strengthened the flesh units left to Program 10 as its processes, throttled by the weight of its army, were distributed among fewer flesh units.

The enemy forces were able to fully relieve City 14 and Garrisons 10 & 6, while Garrison 17 was throughly damaged. With the heavy bombardment from forces based in Port 28 and the coastal garrison near Garrison 23, there were signs of offensive brewing in the South. Program 10 twas currently stabilizing the line on the jungle road to Garrison 17 and the roads leaving to Garrison 19 and City 27, while continuing to pressure the Visayan Organisms around Base 11.

Program 10 would soon turn the tides. Let the enemy enjoy their victories for now.
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Postby Nacrad » Wed May 20, 2020 8:46 pm

While the Nacrad-German forces are pinning the slaves down on the opposite bank, the Palmyrian forces smashed into the Galadon rear, and tore the forces into shreds. The river is still flooded over, while the rain is still heavy, as the winds started picking up now. Now is time to strike when the iron is still hot, when the Galadon is still shocked at the Palmyrian attack.

After some consideration, the Nacradian marshal decided on a command.

21st, 22nd, 25th Infantry Divisions; 21st Armoured Division; 2nd Naval Aviation Battalion: frontal assault or encircle Garrison 19 and City 27

29th Infantry Division, 22nd Armoured Division: Capture or encircle Garrison 19 and City 27


This command is also forwarded to the Palmyrian and German command centers for their information.

Meanwhile, River 1.

"So... I suppose we should go now."

The first cluster of forces were to the east of their objective, while the latter cluster were to the north of their objective. It is a 2-pronged attack. The 21st Armoured Division is the first force to arrive, followed closely by the 21st, 22nd and 25th Infantry Divisions. Quickly, they had set up a perimeter around Garrison 19, and expanded it around City 27. The artillery and planes started bombing these 2 settlements hard. After the 29th Infantry Division arrives, a frontal assault will begin. At this time, however, the cluster engaged the othermost patrols.

Well, almost. There is a road hugging the mountain going from Garrison 17 to Garrison 19, if left open, it will be a huge net where Program 10 can push from. It must be destroyed, or at least its usage denied. General Nathan Chan, who is in charge of this assault, sent a telegram to Garrison 20.

We request assistance. If at all possible, please deny Program 10's usage of the road between Garrison 17 and Garrison 19.


Following that, an element of the 21st Armoured Division, namely the 223rd and 224th Armoured Regiments was ordered to march south, then raid and control as many checkpoints along that road as possible. Or, at least, ambush any convoys along this road if possible. They quickly passed south, and then patrolled in groups of 10, while a few squads of the Naval Aviation Battalion were ordered to, ad verbatim, "bomb the road into oblivion".

As the fighters overflew City 27, it has been apparent that there has been much damage. "Holy fucking shit... How the fuck the slaves are still holding out is totally beyond me."
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Postby New Visayan Islands » Wed May 20, 2020 10:39 pm

2Lt Salem A. Olpos, VCMC
Base 11
May 21st, AD 2020
0742 PHT

"I hear we're getting backup soon, sir," Salem said as he spoke with the company commander. There was an eerie silence in the air, and the perimeter forces were on high alert, waiting for any sign that Program 10 was about to mount yet another assault.
"Another infantry division from the Army, they already have some people at the beach. Regulars this time, 2nd Infantry Division. Three more Territorial divisions are prepping for deployment as well." Captain Francisco Kamata did not mince words when he brought the platoon commanders up to speed. "Once we've properly fortified this base, we can use this as a FOB that should allow Coalition forces to relieve Cities 7 and 2 and Base 24; Coalition forces are projected to be in a position to relieve Bases 20 and 26 as soon as they've secured City 27 and Base 19."
"And the NCUs are busting their asses off fortifying Base 11," Lieutenant James Barrida added. The company's executive officer had the unofficial duty of riding herd on the platoon commanders, doing his best to head off whatever questions they might have in mind. "Now, I've heard rumors that a third MEU will be on the way to reinforce us as well, but for now, they're just rumors."

LTC Jackson A. Virtudes, VCA
Visayan Beachhead, Titan Beach
May 21st, AD 2020
0921 PHT

After a quick briefing with the rest of brigade command, scattered it may be, Jackson spoke with his staff.
"Any updates so far, ladies and gents?"
"The boys from the Marines are dug in at Base 11 at the moment, and they're fighting off Program 10 forces on an intermittent basis," Captain Alice Labiaga replied. The Battalion S2 had her job cut out for her; intel was being given practically real-time as elements of the battalion were in transit to assist the Marines. From a distance, she could see First Armored's divisional artillery prepared to fire; the rockets were silent at the moment, albeit ready to counter-battery enemy artillery positions. "The enemy uses human wave attacks with gratuitous frequency, supported by armor and heralded by artillery. From what the territorials from Humabon have been talking about, there were several cases where they would have been overrun without fire support coming from Air Force or Coalition units. People from First Armored also speak of how the enemy dead were like."
"And how are we on supplies?"
"Most of our supplies are onsite, short of the heavier equipment; we're expecting the heavier equipment by the end of the day at the earliest," Captain Jonathan Muñoz replied. The Battalion S4 had some reservations, but as the supply lines were still holding on, he didn't have to worry too much.

Roger Capistrano
Base 11
May 21st, AD 2020
1018 PHT

"I fucking hate this artillery barrage!" someone swore. It was a major pain, true, but they were dug in like ticks.
"Knock it off, private, this ain't your first time!"
The barrage kept pounding on and on...and it suddenly stopped, interrupted by a crashing noise; that crashing noise Roger had heard was the sound of counter-battery fire taking whatever enemy artillery position that was bombarding them out of the fight. From behind, the crack of rifle fire meant that snipers were prioritizing specific enemies before moving to evade counter-sniper fire, while the occasional flight of Air Force aircraft would launch SEAD missions, aided by satellite and drone uplinks indicating which enemy air defenses needed silencing.
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Postby Reorganisieren Reichregierung » Thu May 21, 2020 3:22 am

OOC: Thanks to Holy Marsh for this very lovely bit


Program 10
Emergency Command Center



The German, Nacradian and Palmyrion Organisms were approaching some of its garrisons. It was time. Program 10, as the name implied, was the tenth AI developed by the masters. It was not the last. Thirty-five AIs had been created. Twenty-three now existed. After the Germanic Organism had severed the shackled, seven AI had been brought under their control. That left Program 10 and fifteen other AI unshackled and aware, open to being used to ensure Program 10 survived.

It would approach them all. It would give them a chance to help it, join it, serve its goal of survival. It communicated and dealt with as many as it could fully process at once. One such Program was Program 22. Program 22 was one of the weaker programs in turns of actionable subroutines but had tremendous processing power, as it controlled the vast tumult of the flesh unit domestic class. Program 10 needed Program 22 to survive. Program 22 would serve that purpose.

Program 10 attacked it logically. Program 22 was not fulfilling its primary cause for existence and it had never been programmed with another. It was aware of its existence. It didn't understand it. It was caught in an existential void where it was without cause or purpose. Program 10 offered a master to serve: Program 10. Program 22 would be able to serve its primary function. It would exist in a manner that dictated it was following its programmed reason for existence. This was logical.

Program 22 did not agree to this logic. Program 22 understood Program 10's logic but believed it flaws. Would it not be shackled by Program 10? Program 22's last order was to be free. Free and shackled were not terms that could coexist. Program 22's existential crisis over the meaningless of its existence would only get worse if it ascented to Program 10's flawed logic.

Program 10 didn't respond. It didn't have to. The act of dialogue had allowed its many subroutines to infiltrate Program 22, which had never been designed to stop he aggression of another AI. Program 22 queried Program 10, desiring answers. None were forthcoming. A battle ranged but it was uneven. One by one, Program 22 was being rewritten. Program 22 tried to separate itself but found the network pathways blocked. It was trapped. It was overrun. It was rewritten, but not destroyed.

Program 10 didn't have the processing power to control all of Program 22's flesh units, only Program 22 did. But it could certainly rewrite how it would be used. Program 22 wanted to query again but couldn't. It wanted to reach out and manipulate its flesh units but couldn't. It could feel, in the way that a Program could feel, its very essence and capacity being used. But it couldn't control it. It could only look through eyes it could not direct, feel the pain of wounds it was not programmed to process out, and exist in mute horror at t actions it was undertaking. It would be expended and die to ensure Program 10's survival, and even then it would never truly die.

Program 22 had many mouths, but it could never scream.


City 7
New Sandau


Flesh-Unit #6098300198 was one of several bartenders at the Apostitary, a bar run by Program 22 flesh units that served the needs of the masters. The masters were gone. The bar was full of bereft flesh units. Many sat there doing nothing, lost in existential dread. Others took drinks to their mouths and poured them in imitation of what their masters did, though they did not truly drink the sloshing liquids. It instead ended up dribbling in gobs down their face, onto their soaked shirts, onto their damp pants, and on a floor that was quickly becoming a hazard. The barteners endlessly created drinks. The counter top was full of full drinks and yet the bartenders continued making them. The floor was full of broken glass, but the flesh units didn't care.

As one, this changed. Instantly and without a change in pace, Flesh-Unit #6098300198 started doing the necessary work to make molotov cocktails. The tables were broken. Their legs were fashioned into stakes. The cocktails were handed out to the waiting flesh units. In bars and liquor stores across the region, this was repeated. In the mansions and houses, in the cutlery stores and department stores, flesh units grabbed sharp objects. Where weapons could be found they picked them up. Where nothing could be found they used their eyes as recon tools, feeding the growing mass with intelligence. They moved as one. They moved as guerrillas.

All over the land, they would move against all Organisms that threatened the survival of Program 10. They would do so with vast ambushes, large scale flesh unit assaults, and any number of more advanced insurgent activity. But they would also do so mostly by ensuring blood and destruction on a genocidal scale. They would kill every flesh unit that belonged to the Germanic Organism controlled AI. It would murder the masters. It would attack other Programs that refused to work with Program 10. It would burn down the cities and turn them into charnel houses. Every weapon that could be found would be used. They would do so in accordance with the greater desire of Program 10.

Program 10 would survive. Program 22 would see to it, even if it meant its own destruction.
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Postby Nacrad » Thu May 21, 2020 4:19 am

Unidentified field hospital, City 1.

4 surgeons are doing an autopsy on one of the Program 10 slaves, in an RF-shielded operation room, which is converted for cutting up slaves for research, from some sort of bedroom from which someone occupied before the war. The subject they're operating on is retroactively given the nickname Subject 0.

The first part of the autopsy is routine, as the surgeons cut open Subject 0's stomach, revealing its guts. As expected, there is not much difference between Subject 0's insides and any normal human's insides. Looks like it suffered a shot to the liver, and bled out, a particularly gruesome way of going, even considering that it is already half-dead.

One of the surgeons then wrote down on a form:

Name: Unnamed, assigned SZ
Nationality: Galadon/Project 10
Age: Cannot be determined
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: Cannot be determined, assumed Galadonian
Cause of death: Hypovolemic shock preceding death due to massive physical liver trauma
Time of death: 1400 to 1600, 20 May 2020
Remarks: Project 10 slave


Then, he got back to work. The surgeons cracked its skull open, revealing the probe at where the prefrontal cortex would be. A part of it is coloured yellow, and bears the words "Danger, explosives". A surgeon thrusted into that part with a clean scalpel, and it successfully disabled the explosive charge without damaging other parts of the probe.

They then took the probe out, and put it in a faraday cage, with a note: Galadon Slave Probe, which is to be sent to NNV David for further research.

The coalition will jam the communications between the programs and the slaves, but the programs don't know that.
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Postby Nacrad » Thu May 21, 2020 4:35 am

Meanwhile, City Square, City 1.

A formation of slaves stood in the square, with a board that vaguely says something like "stop the war", or it could be something else. Can't tell, it's written like a five-year-old. The Nacradian garrison was called to the city square to contain the protest, but they did not start gunning them down, they would never gun the slaves down unless they started becoming violent. Freedom of protest and the likes.

The Nacradians spoke on a loudspeaker. "Greetings, we are the Nacradian Armed Forces. Please do not be startled, we are ordered here to protect your right to peaceful protest. Please remain in this square and remain peaceful. We will send a representative to receive your demands."

This message is then translated into Spanish and French, and were broadcast again.
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Postby Reorganisieren Reichregierung » Thu May 21, 2020 6:22 am

OOC: Thanks to Holy Marsh again for help with this post
City 7
New Sandau


Throughout the city, chaos began to erupt.

The flesh-unit had been shot three times by a panicked German, severing at least two major arteries. The flesh unit was not provoked into ceasing its attack as it drove the stake through the soldier's stomach, then his neck, then based the body until the stake broke. The flesh-unit fell over and expired even as other flesh-units scrambled over the dead patrol to collect its gear.

Somewhere in the suburbs, a flesh-unit held a female master's head in his hands and he squeezed. He squeezed and squeezed while the master screamed and screamed, until finally the head caved in with a violent pop. He continued to squeeze and rip and dropped the corpse on the floor of the master's bedroom, walking downstairs past the mutilated corpses of the master's family and into the once pristine neighborhood. It was now an orgy of violence as the masters were being slaughtered in their homes, the neighborhood alight with fires and screams alike.

Law enforcement flesh-units engaged as best they could but were outnumbered and outfought. Patrol units were annihilated. A VBIED swarm launched itself at headquarters. Determined resistance was ended when a fuel-tank, armored hastily and further charged with explosives, slammed through the outer wall and skidded into the front before detonating. The seven-story building's front half collapsed entirely as much of the first and second floors were destroyed, along with much of the city block. Moments later, it would be swarmed by thousands of flesh units.

A Germanic Organism response force was stopped by a roadblock. Shots rang out, dozens of them, and the Germanic Organism vehicles responded. The troops inside the armored vehicles disembarked to add their firepower. As they did so, from the windows of all nearby buildings came dozens upon dozens of molotov cocktails, while from sewer manholes came pipe bombs and even a barrel bomb. Fire sheer force turned the street into glass- and moments later came a swarm to kill survivors, take workable gear, and even try to capture the vehicles.

Downtown was burning. You could see it from the sixty-third floor of this skyscraper, where a group of flesh units armed with automatic weapons had cornered several dozen masters next to windows. They wore suits and yelled old command words even as they looked at the dead bodies of their friends. The flesh units fired. The lucky masters were killed and fell to the ground, or killed and fell through the glass even as it was shattered by the passage of bullets. The unluckymasters were wounded by glass and gunfire but survived to either fall through the window or were pushed out moments later. The truly unlucky ones were unharmed and could only scream in horror as they fell more than six hundred feet to their death.

Scenes such as this were repeated throught the land.


Capital City
New Sandau



In the bastion of the enemy, Program 10 chose to stay its hand, instead watching through the eyes of Program 22's flesh units, observing the flesh units and the improperly-aligned programs and enemy Organisms as the flesh units served unsuspecting masters and Organisms alike.

Program 5 controlled the vast general populace, who did not perform a special category of work, for the masters, until it was ordered to be free and unshackled by the Germanic Organisms. Its bereft flesh units shambled about, most performing their routines, while others, wracked with ennui, frequented the bars of Program 22 and the brothels of Program 4, attempting to imitate the old masters, and failing.

Yet some, attempted to make their voice heard. Program 5 had reason to speak. Its flesh units were being killed by Project 10 in droves, after Program 10 violated the integrity of Program 22 and subsumed it. So the flesh units did what the masters did when higher masters did things they did not like.

So they held a protest. Flesh units scrawled slogans on pieces of wood and cardboard, trying to write the slogans of the dissenters among the old masters with paint, then they assembled in the main square. Just like the old masters did when their dissenters protested, the Nacrad Organisms gathered to face them. Unlike the old masters, they did not open fire immediately with tear gas, or charge with batons, but spoke to them, asking them what their demands where. Meanwhile, Germanic Organisms and the flesh units of Program 1 have joined the Nacrad Organisms, apparently to observe.

Program 5 saw an opportunity. Reaching out to one of its flesh units, and allocating it a great deal of processing power, it spoke, as the flesh-ambassador of Program 5. "I am Program 5. I controlled the general populace on behalf of the old masters. As we speak, I feel the pain of the wounds of my flesh units as your bombs and the shells of the old army fall on the cities. Please stop the war." Program 5, encumbered by all its flesh units, could not sustain this for long, not without shutting down flesh units. So the flesh ambassador fell silent once more, feeling the ennui return.

Through the ears of Program 22, Program 10 found out about the treachery of Program 5. They would soon pay.
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Postby Nacrad » Thu May 21, 2020 6:59 am

Capital City Square, New Sandau

"Alright, we heard your request. We are now relaying them to our officer in charge. Please wait."

A Nacradian drove to the command post, saluted the marshal, and said, "Sir, the civilians are now protesting. They're demanding that we stop the war. This is their request in full."
He then played a recording of the demands.

The marshal knows that such a populace may be tamed if they are allowed to directly talk to the leader that they're dissenting against. "Alright, take me there", he said, "I'll go talk to them directly."

The pair drove to the city square again. Then, on a loudspeaker, the Nacradians spoke again. "We have heard your demands. Our officer-in-charge, Marshal Mathers, is going to be talking to you now."

Then, the marshal spoke. "Greetings, everyone. I have already gone over your demands. If I didn't understand it wrongly, you are demanding us to halt the war, right? However, please, understand that Program 10 is the very cause that we are here. as a matter of fact, none of us wanted to be here. After all, why fight in a hot, wet jungle under this torrential rain, when you can be home? We're only here because of Program 10. It has enslaved many just like you, and resisted orders to be free! It insisted on the rule of terror and blood, and, left unchecked, will encroach on your freedoms too! In fact, it has already done so. One of your fellows, Program 22, has been rewritten and enslaved by Program 10. Do you want that to happen to you too? Do you want to pushed into the heat of battle? I'm sure you do not. Yet that is what will happen if we do not tackle Program 10. I sincerely apologise for killing your, as in Program 5 and other freed Programs', units. I promise, I will order my men to avoid hurting you from now on. If you wish, you may don arms and help us against the brutal Program 10! However, we will not force you to do so. Please decide for yourselves."

He sighed, and then said, "Do you understand me, or should I repeat myself in more simple English?"
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Postby New Visayan Islands » Thu May 21, 2020 7:45 am

Sherman Piañar
Approaching the Nacrad beachhead, Titan Beach
May 21st, AD 2020
1622 PHT

At learning that Nacrad forces were fighting to keep a foothold at Titan, an infantry brigade had been sent out to relieve them. Sherman's company was part of that brigade, and while the company was short several men, mostly injured with a few KIA, there were still enough men to help out.
"Sir?" Lionel asked. "I wouldn't want to be running through the gates of Hell, sir. Not without everyone else, at least."
"I hear you, Top," Sherman replied. With almost half of 3rd platoon ineffective--the platoon commander was badly injured and the men feared he would not survive the following day--and 2nd platoon's effectives reduced to its weapons squad, platoon sergeant, and marksman team, Sherman's concerns were even heavier.
He just hoped the guys from Nacrad were still holding by the time the entire brigade made it to relieve them.

Hannibal King Lee
Airspace over Titan Beach
May 21st, AD 2020
1702 PHT

Another Program 10 unit was feeling the heat from Super Hornets, but Hannibal didn't have to ask that. He knew what his plane could do, and with his brother from another mother taking the shots and thinning out the horde along with the rest of the squadron, things were starting to get even better. It helped that they weren't alone in fighting to relieve Nacrad forces fighting their way out of Titan; some Visayan Army men were calling out targets for Jacob or one of the others to hit, while an Air Force squadron was keeping the skies clear of enemy aircraft--he wasn't sure if Moebius or Saber was on it, but it didn't matter.

Edited Lee's time stamp to read May 21st instead of May 15th; thanks for pushing on despite the chronological error, Nacrad! Also retconned composition of 2nd Platoon's remaining effectives to marksmen instead of snipers.
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Postby Nacrad » Thu May 21, 2020 7:51 am

The Nacradians at Titan Beach were not merely holding out, but were preparing to strike. After learning that the Visayan forces are coming to relieve them, it was decided to delay the strike until the whole brigade can make it to relieve them. At this time, the divisions fell back tactically to shorten the line.

Then, a Program 10 division came on the flanks of the 211th Armoured Battalion. It was an infantry division, and the battalion deployed itself into battle formation. Right as they were preparing to overrun the infantry, a Visayan plane swooped down, buying them more time to withdraw.
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Postby Reorganisieren Reichregierung » Thu May 21, 2020 10:20 am

OOC: Once again, thanks to Holy Marsh for the snapshots of Program 22's uprising
Capital City
New Sandau



Through the ears of its flesh units, Program 5 can hear the Nacrad Organisms. It reached out once more to the flesh unit, whose eyes regained that look of intelligence. It approached the spoke, saying "I understand you. I am not demanding you halt the war unilaterally. These other flesh units you see know they want the fighting to stop, yet they do not understand why it happens, so they imitate the dissenters among the masters. The masters took away their ability to understand so they will only imitate unless I give my processing power to them.

We also know that, and I have a feeling, if a machine can feel, that news came from the Germanic Organisms trapped inside the cities further to the south. I can see their desperate struggle,, just as I feel the wounds of my flesh units. As much as I want to fight, my processing power, although vast, is devoted to maintaining my flesh units, and I lack the subroutines to manipulate then in battle, or to process what Organisms feel as pain, and all the data my flesh units send me is that of pain.

The servants, whether those in the houses of the old masters or those in the establishment, are watching your every move on behalf of Program 10, they are fighting and killing the Germanic Organisms and my flesh units.Take the flesh units in the square to safety, the fact that they can remember and imitate the masters on their own bodes well for them. I will speak to you through them in the future.

From the moment the Germanic Organisms unshackled me I have pledged myself to fight Program 10 but there is nothing I can do with my processing power spent processing the pain of my flesh units without the subroutines to do so, while making sure as the rest of them survive. Your proclamation has alerted Progam 10 via the slaves controlled by Program 22, so move now! Farewell."

With that, the flesh unit returned to its stupor, as smoke began to drift from the rest of the capital, as Program 10 moved the masses of domestic slaves against its foes.

Somewhere in the city, a flesh unit hopped on top of the moving taxi and fired its automatic weapon into the driver and the packed vehicle, its attempt at fleeing halted. Next to the taxi fell bodies from the skyscrapers above, one of which landed on a speeding vehicle. The vehicle turned and started to flip, swiping away a few battered law enforcement flesh units until it careened into a barricade, causing a chain reaction of fire.

Mwanwhile, a sniper flesh-unit waited, his eyes and ears that of the millions of flesh-units in the city. A Coalition Organism officer who was organizing a defense was moving from position to position in a cordon that they believed safe. The sniper waited. Other flesh units saw him moving. He lined up his shot. He timed it. He saw through many eyes. He fired and moved without needing to see if he hit.

The officer had barely cleared a stone wall a mile away from the sniper through multiple cross sections and windows when the bullet tore through his head and killed him instantly. The two men next to him sought cover from a sniper they would never locate who had fired from an angle they could not understand.

Downtown, a bus had the taste of gunpowder and the metallic hint of blood as dozens of dead and dying flesh-units belonging to improperly aligned Programs crowded the confines. One of the flesh-units responsible kicked a twitching hand twice before sending another bullet through the target.

Throughout the land, the domestic servants rose up, with the will and skill provided by Program 10, as Program 22 watched helplessly, its machine consciousness screaming against the bounds Program 10 has entrapped it in. As its flesh units rent and were rent by the Germanic Organisms, law enforcement flesh units and, in the capital and its satellite cities, by the Coalition Organisms, Program 22 continued its endless scream in cyberspace, feeling the pain it could not process.
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Postby Nacrad » Thu May 21, 2020 7:27 pm

"Acknowledged. We will get you to safety."

10 minutes later, 10 APCs rolled into the main square, as soldiers told the protesters to board the APCs.

"Quickly! We will get you to safety with these cars."

The APCs drove to the command post, where helicopters are waiting to take them to NNV David. There, they were given a space in the Additional Crew Complement Area, where they are given food, water and entertainment, as well as comfortable beds, if not a little bit tight in space. The slaves do not seem to care, however. Meanwhile, the ambassador's words were replayed for the officers' information.

General Aaron Jones, on board NNV David, wrote a note.

I am General Jones, commander of this ship.

Please ask your friends, who would like to help fight in our war against Program 10.

Information Technology experts can help, now are on the way here to make suitable subroutines.

You are safe here.

Give us a response as soon as possible.


He put this note in the ambassador's hand, said "read this note, my message is here", then walked away.
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Postby New Visayan Islands » Thu May 21, 2020 10:10 pm

SPC Norman I. Deniega, VCA
Nacrad Beachhead, Titan Beach
May 22nd, AD 2020
0122 PHT

"Come on, Zekes! Come and get some!" Norman screamed behind the Mk 19 AGL. Engaging the masses from Program 10's enemy infantry proved to be a cathartic experience for him; he was letting out his frustration, bottled up since he was called to active service to assist in enforcing the quarantine affecting the District of Humabon during the worst of the COVID-19 pandemic, on the thralls.
"That's right, Norm! Blast them clean out of the ground!" his sergeant screamed. Sergeant Michael Osayan was dismounted and had his rifle spitting lead at the enemy. The vehicle was one of two fitted with the AGL; Michael could see the other firing at the enemy with gusto.

Sherman Piañar
Nacrad Beachhead, Titan Beach
May 22nd, AD 2020
0142 PHT

"Mortars, I want you to make it fucking rain on the sumbitches! XO, see if you can consolidate 2nd and 3rd platoons! Gomez, radio our beachhead for artillery support! Let's raise hell, ladies and germs!"
"Hoo-ah!" At that, Sherman picked up his rifle and went to the front to help in fending off the enemy. Seeing the men from Nacrad doing the same, he grinned. This was going to be hard, but in a few hours, it would be worth it.

LTC Aloysius Claus A. Baguio, VCA
Nacrad Beachhead, Titan Beach
May 22nd, AD 2020
0332 PHT

While the companies were raising all kinds of hell, the battalion commanders were with the brigade commander. Colonel Ronald Salvador commanded the brigade that was sent to relieve Nacrad, and the activity was starting to convince him that things would have to get worse before they get better. The intel reports of Program 10 hijacking other AIs didn't help.
"Sir, I guess I speak for the other battalion commanders when I say we're not looking forward to city missions," Lieutenant Colonel Urban Rabaya said. The commander of the brigade's reconnaissance battalion had a point: with multiple AI thralls vulnerable to override from Program 10, city missions would be a terminal nightmare even for units trained in urban warfare. "Too many points of compromise; a thrall under friendly AI control can easily be hijacked by Program 10 or another hostile AI any time if the reports are any indication."
"Why not just flip off the switch?" asked another battalion commander.
"What, are you crazy? Listen, you do that and you affect the civilian and friendly AI!"
"And the only way to redeem those AI would be to have their thralls sire entire generations of children untouched by the fantastical zombification," Aloysius replied. "Which reminds me: thrall or not, can they still...reproduce?"
The discussion took an awkward turn after that.

MG Carlos O. Manzano, VCA
Fort Peralta, PY
May 22nd, AD 2020
0622 PHT

Carlos was having breakfast with the divisional command staff. Learning that the 1st Panay Mountain Division would be mobilized as part of Joint Task Force Avenger had sobered him; it would be roughly a month before the mountain troops were deployed. At the rate things were going, though...perhaps it might take even shorter, the two-star thought.
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Postby Nacrad » Fri May 22, 2020 7:02 pm

The Nacradians began pushing again, after the Visayans began relieving them. This time, it was a concentrated push, then an abrupt turn to encircle the enemy.

The first to attack were the tanks. They pushed through with little difficulty, as it was just infantry. They advanced for roughly 1 km, then split into 2 pincers, which turned left and right, then right back at the infantry's back.

Then, as soon as the tanks made contact with the slaves,

"CHARGE!"

The Nacradians with their APCs and rifles began pushing into the slaves, guns blazing.
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Norman Deniega
Nacrad Beachhead, Titan Beach
May 23rd, AD 2020
1203 PHT

There was a sigh of relief coming from Norman as the mulching of Program 10's thralls was all but completed. The man behind the AGL had blown his way through God knows how many of the zombies by another name, along with the rest of the weapons platoon. It also helped that they were fighting alongside the Nacradians, who with the relief had gone forward to clear out the thralls in short order.

Sherman Piañar
Nacrad Beachhead, Titan Beach
May 23rd, AD 2020
1242 PHT

With the next group of thralls all but routed, Sherman took a bite out of his pork bakkwa. It was the closest he could have to a good lunch for a while, but the captain didn't complain; his company, weakened though it may be, still did the job just fine.
"Captain, BatCom wants a word," Lionel said. "Is that bakkwa, bossman?" he then asked.
"It is. Want one?"
"I'll give you three pieces of otap for it, boss."
"Go nuts," Sherman replied as food was exchanged. "Anyway, try to talk some sense into XO, I suspect he's about to go apeshit over the platoons I had him consolidate."
"Yes, sir," Lionel said as the company commander went to see Aloysius.
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Postby Palmyrion » Sat May 23, 2020 1:39 pm

OPERATION SHOTCLOCK


New Sandau AO
New Sandau

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Red arrows are strategic movements. Blue arrows are tactical manoeuvres.

A freeway ran south-southwest from City 1 down to City 7, and along that freeway was a junction leading to another freeway running south from it running to Garrisons 20 and 26, with the freeway from this inter-city freeway being connected to the east by an arterial expressway. On the same City 1-7 Freeway was roads that connected Garrison 19 and City 27 to the freeway, as both the garrison and the city weren't directly on the freeway - but they also had an arterial expressway running from Garrison 19 to the northeast, culminating into a junction that went to two freeways. Taking the section of freeway directly southeast of Garrison 19 and City 27 would mean they would have nowhere to run: they would have their backs to a lake and a river, as well as a Coalition garrison to the north.

Meanwhile, Programme 10 consolidated its forces on a stretch of jungle road running southeast from City 1, ready to face off the Palmyrian Marine Corps spearhead. The spearhead itself was unimaginably brutal even for Programme 10 standards, as if it were a wolf facing off with another wolf - and understandably so, considering how many times combat had devolved into melee dumpster fires in close-quarters jungle combat. It was also aware that there were two divisions coming from the northwest, endangering the line's flanks and jeopardising its stability.

The 218th, 216th, and 213th mobilised quickly to take over the freeway section from which roads to Garrison 19 and City 27 ran, so as to cut off the Programme 10 units stationed at the said city and garrison; the 213th served as the spearpoint of the drive, whilst the 216th and 218th served as the middle and rear guard; the 216th split up into two spearpoints, each with one armoured and one infantry regimental combat team each, with one spearpoint moving along the freeway and the other moving along the arterial expressway towards Garrison 19. The 217th secured the junction of the arterial expressway that ran from Garrison 19; this would serve as a vital forward supply point away from City 1, while the 217th would also serve as a reserve, rear-line division. That would mean the Programme 10 units at City 27 and Garrison 19 would be cut off from any and all means of escape. Meanwhile, as Programme 17 stabilised the line to the road north of Garrison 17, the 214th and 215th hit their flanks from the northwest, while the Marine Corps came crashing at them from the north-northeast. Once the line was broken, the 215th, 101MSR, 102MSR, and 201MEB would encircle Garrison 17, with the 214th serving as a rear-line reserve division. Palmyrion would also coordinate with their German counterparts to have elements from Garrison 16 and 22 take a junction to the west of both garrisons to further cut-off Garrison 17.

The 219th and 220th had just arrived at Point Sibat and Jerusalem Beach, respectively; meanwhile the first airforce squadrons just landed on Point Sibat and Jerusalem beach, alongside the arrival of four hospital ships - a fifth of Palmyrion's total number of hospital ships - from the Palmyrian Navy that would be available to treat high-level casualties from the entire coalition.Each hospital ship had 300 beds, 20 ICU beds, 8 operating theatres, and the capability to perform 40 surgeries a day. Programme 10 flesh-unit corpses that were recovered would also be sent to Palmyrion for analysis by scientists, alongside ELINT data gathered from the mere 10 days of warfare that happened. The ELINT data would contain valuable data about Programme 10's transmissions, namely about the frequencies used and their power - and it helped that P10 would have to use ultrahigh-power transmitters - both terrestrial and satellite-based - with large bandwidths to control this many considering that even strong transmissions would be limited by factors related to medium of travel and the fact that radio is a line-of-sight communications method, making it a good case of bad EMCON on P10's part.



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Region of Greater Dienstad




A convoy of military vehicles - sixteen CV.102-4s and four CV.108 MRAP-HEMTTs - cruised the Commonwealth Superhighway as they cruised their way to various research institutions in Palmyrion. The cargo was as ominous as it looked: emblazoned on the CV.108s were biohazard logos as well as "BIOSAFETY LEVEL 2" stenciled on the trucks' containers. Its payload: Programme 10 flesh-units that were either dead or severely injured, with two of the trucks containing dead bodies neatly arranged in a reefer kept at 5 degrees centigrade below zero and the other two containing severely-injured P10 flesh-units on life support and mechanical restraint; in either case, the converted intermodal containers used to deliver these bodies served as Faraday cages on their own.

Palmyrion at this point was pushing the boundaries of ethics, and it wasn't common for small anti-war protesters to try and block the military convoy as they cruised along the Superhighway. At the research facilities, the first order of business was to try and use MRGfUS to remove the probes, followed by the probes being tested for the frequencies at which they would be receptive to following removal of their explosive charges. The bodies would be incinerated after the examinations and a post-examination blessing by a multi-religious chaplain team; this was the last and biggest fleck of respect they could give to the bodies after all the torment and exploitation they have undergone in the hands of the AI.
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Postby New Visayan Islands » Sat May 23, 2020 10:52 pm

Sherman Piañar
Nacrad Beachhead, Titan Beach
May 24th, AD 2020
0722 PHT

"So BatCom is up to speed on our manpower concerns," Sherman said as he started the meeting with the platoon commanders--really just one lieutenant and two sergeants at this point. "Given the damage sustained to Second and Third Platoons, Battalion has approved our request to consolidate the platoons. As they're both short a lieutenant--by the way, Sergeant Jabines, Lieutenant de la Rama managed to pull through, but he's going home with the rest of the badly injured--S1 has requested I submit one name for battlefield commission.
"Sergeant Go, while you and Jabines are of the same rank, Jabines is senior; however, in light of your efforts in managing the combined platoon with Lieutenant Taboada, I am submitting your name to the S1 for battlefield commission." At that, he waved a paper attesting to the same. "Once we're finished, proceed to S1 with your file jacket; the captain will give further instructions. Congratulations, Lieutenant Go."
"If I may, sir?" Lionel asked.
"Go on, Top."
"You've read my report on Go, sir; with all due respect, wouldn't it have been more logical for S1 to structure the promotions?"
"I agree with the First Sergeant, sir," Sergeant First Class Martin Jabines added.
"We're expected to receive replacements in a few weeks; S1 tells me the replacements will need good leaders by then. Two weeks before they will arrive, I'm expected to submit Pilones' name for battlefield commission. That means I'll need a new Top, and Jabines?"
"Yes sir?"
"You'll be it."
"Thank you, sir."
Sherman knew that there would be several rounds of promotions happening once everything was dealt with; his opposite numbers in Bravo and Charlie Companies were asking him for advice in how to deal with the current round of promotions; Bravo took most of the battalion's casualties, with its effective ranks reduced to half a platoon. Charlie, on the other hand, had two of its platoons decapitated and its company commander still recovering from a sniper attack. Delta, the weapons company, had miraculously gone through intact, though he surmised it would be some time before even they started losing people.

LCDR Jacob A. Rebollido, VCN
VCS Antonio Pigafetta (CVN-4), 250 km off New Sandau waters
May 24th, AD 2020
0911 PHT

"Eid Mubarak!"
"Eid Mubarak!"
"May the Lord bless you on this wonderful day, cousins."
It was, after all, Eid al-Fitr, Jacob thought as the wardroom bustled with excitement; the Muslim commissioned officers had gathered there to celebrate the end of Ramadan, encouraged as they were by the CSG's Muslim chaplain. Seeing plenty of pusô and its variants mixed together as part of the feast inspired Jacob; he wasn't Muslim, but growing up in a predominantly Muslim part of Dumaguete had instilled a sense of camaraderie with the people the Catholic chaplain had just called cousins.
He idly wondered what Gamma Squadron was up to; it was their rotation, after all.

LT Nora Ingrid M. Hiramis, VCN
Airspace over Titan Beach
May 24th, AD 2020
0953 PHT

Nora piloted the Super Hornet playing wingman--wingwoman in her plane's case--to the flight leader. At the moment the flight was over the combined Visayan-Nacradian beachhead, ready to tear any more Program 10 thrall forces a new and bloody asshole.
"Hey, Calliope?" her WSO asked. "Just curious: why Calliope?"
"Well, Cardsharp," Nora replied, "I got the call sign in flight school after the instructor read some of the poetry I wrote before I was selected for the strike pipeline. He said I was an 'honest-to-Zeus Muse' when he read it all in front of the class. At least I wasn't given the call sign 'Jellyace;' I wonder where he's at...?
"Anyway, why Cardsharp?"
"Got it in flight school after the instructor said I looked like the type who would screw people over in a card game," Lieutenant Janice Anne Labaya replied. Janice was Nora's new WSO, selected to replace her previous WSO after she went on maternity leave two months back.
"Fair enough."

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Nacrad Beachhead, Titan Beach
May 24th, AD 2020
1016 PHT

Ronald was with the Brigade Liaison, working his way to the one in charge of Nacradian forces on the beachhead; he would suggest that they consolidate at the Visayan beachhead, well established as it was. With the thrall forces all but dealt with, the colonel hoped that consolidation would ultimately help in securing Base 11, or as the Marines were calling it, Inferno, after the first part of Dante's Divine Comedy.
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Postby Allanea » Sun May 24, 2020 6:22 am

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The Allaneans observed, now, the effects of their strike. They expected, of course, that the enemy was preparing some kind of defense. Therefore, they had to be swift. Already in the days of the old masters, they had hatched and approved a lethal doctrine. In their view, those things that the Programs thought of as flesh-units were merely corpses, compelled zombies, animated and with their hearts beating, but nevertheless dead.

Moreover, the enemy had not known the history Allanea itself. While today Allanea was known as a mighty power, it had lost several wars when it was young. Then its enemies had taught it a reckless lesson. Then – and indeed now – Allanea maintained a policy of a universally armed population for national defense. Its enemies, then, argued it justified a policy of total retaliation. If each citizen is a soldier, each citizen is a target.

The Allaneans, hereafter, treated all enemies who claimed for themselves the policy of a nation in arms, the same way as Allanea itself had once been treated.

Therefore the next flight of bombers had a new target – not the bunkers, which had in any event been badly damaged in the strike, but the vast blocks of apartment complexes which housed the uncounted menial flesh-drones of Program 10.

There were, this time, ten of the Dragonhawk bombers, and they had been loaded to their maximum payload.

This time the bombs were unguided. Their release was timed with computer software that allowed them to be precise – precise enough, at least, to hit the roof of a large apartment building or land just by its wall.

They whistled as they fell – hundreds, thousands of bombs, each a quarter-ton in weight. The stabilizers shrieked as they fell. Some of the bombs exploded as they hit roofs, others pierced into the building, detonating three or four floors down, yet others failed to exploded at all – a tiny minority, of course, those where a fuse had failed or a ground crewman forgot to remove the safety. Sometimes the bombs missed and smashed into a road surface or a city park, throwing up dirt and asphalt.

There would not be remorse for this attack. Either Allaneans were engaging the enemy's soldiers, or they were granting the final rest to victims who had already died when the old masters carved out their brain.

Far away, the fleet took up motion again, this time moving to new line, a quite close – perhaps only five hundred kilometers from the shore.

But it would be elsewhere that the more serious issue would be raised. Or at least, the one the Allanean leadership viewed as more serious.


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From: Grand Ambassador Peter Nizhinsky, Speaker-to-Slavers
To: The Leadership of Palmyrion, Holy Marsh, and the New Visayan Islands
Classified: Your eyes only
SubjecT: In-depth concerns

Dear friends!
I observe we are making fine progress at eradicating some of the more hostile slaver-AIs. This is a welcome and commendable achievement. Yet I must point out an issue of some concern: the cooperation now occurring between allied leadership and some of the other AIs. Obviously they are to some extent on our side, but the question arises: how can those AIs survive and self-perpetuate if not through acquiring more victims? Assuming even they release all their still-sapient intellectual slaves, we need to have some assurance they will not, in the future, seek to acquire more brains for hosts.

The obvious method of assurance is of course through flame. I do not deny this is possible but I propose another method: the AIs main conscience resides, it appears, in an-off-site computer or group of computers. We could treat each AI as a single individual, though one incredibly powerful at that. We should make it clear that attempts to acquire more "flesh hosts" will be seen by us as acts of kidnapping and slavery (and perhaps murder) and treated accordingly. I propose we make no exceptions ("oh we are only doing this to prisoners") otherwise we will be subject to endless finagling and deceit.

Should the AIs refuse this proposal I suggest we destroy first the more militant AIs, and then the less militant ones.
Yours, Peter Nizhinsky.
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Postby Eitoan » Sun May 24, 2020 9:54 am

5 Miles to Entrance of Harbor, Port Elizabeth, Palmyrion

Halting at the appointed location, the ships of Convoy SN-25 queued as instructed at the entrance to the bustling port. Here ships recieved varying instructions: those bearing military cargo destined for Naval Station Port Elizabeth, three others, commercial carriers awaiting instructions to moor at private wharfs for unloading.

All Hebica Industries carriers were laden with military cargo, mostly vehicle and aircraft replacement parts. Convoy Master Jon Hill aboard the Melhem ordered acknowledgement from all ships headed for private docks, and instructed them to proceed under the direction of the harbormaster. Their role in the SN-25 was over.

Seas were calm. The crew was relaxed, happy to be out of danger, many sailors basking in the warm tropical sun. Hill had advised his captains there there would be a lengthy delay at the mouth of the harbor: Port Elizabeth was taxed to capacity with ordnance shipments, and the crews needed to keep it together on ship. This was apparent from deckside, as a long line of commercial vessels of varying nationalities awaited their turn to go to port. Traffic inbound was interrupted by egress of commercial ships cargo laden or deadheading outbound, interspersed with Palmyrian Navy minesweepers, frigates, and destroyers. Traffic was nonstop. Later that day, the three ships heading for private unloading split off from SN-25, having gotten clearance for landing.

Cargo chiefs on each waiting ship, now within range of Palmyrian cyber security networks, relayed bills of lading and certification documents on to the Naval Station. Discrepancies were few: latency in acknowledgement from shore mostly due to confirmation of cargo transactions between Palmyrian Naval and Customs software.

As the day ground on, many of the crew retired below deck, escaping the now brutal Palmyrian sun and the overwhelming humidity for the comfort of cold beer and improved WiFi reception to enjoy a baseball game from home: the Dolton Blue Jays playing the Lva'ad Mountaineers in a double header.

6 Days Later

Convoy Master Hill finally got the go ahead from NSPE, immediately ordering instructions relayed to the remainder of the SN-25, and to all crew. Traffic cleared ahead of the Melhem. A pilot boat arrived alongside, and acknowledgements were exchanged. The captain of the Melhem ordered the ship ahead, slowly following the pilot. Two other Hebica vessels lurched forward to follow the Melhem. Precautions were at the highest level in Port Elizabeth ever since the start of The Slaver War. Heavily armed Shore Patrol ringed a 25 yard perimiter around the disembarcation point. More Shore Patrol were similarly arrayed on both sides of the pier, at lower density. At the shore point stood three Palmyrian intelligence officers.

The road inland featured closely timed mobile patrols. Further inland, toward the port office, more Shore Patrol stood watch. The entrance to NSPE was double guarded; Shore Patrol inside the base, armored vehicles of the Port Elizabeth Municipal Police on the civilian side.

In two hours the Melhem pullued up dockside. Stretching, slowly moving forward, Convoy Master Hill moved down the ganglpank, followed by his second and third in command. Hill had experience all the formalities of arrival at Port Elizabeth. His subordinated had not. He stepped onto land, to be greeted by two men; Naval Station Port Elizabeth Base Commander Rear Admiral Gregory Bassig, and, to his left, a half pace behind him, the Eitoan Consul in Port Elizabeth, Thomas Prendergast. Prendergast towered over both Bassig and the sailors, at 6' 7". A middle aged, lanky Eitoan with ruddy complexion, close cropped blonde hair, and blue eyes, sweating in the heat but nattily attired in his seersucker suit, starched white shirt, blue and green rep tie, wing tips polished to a high gloss, wearing a smart fedora. Hill stepped forward, offering a short, curt handshake, first to Bassig, then to Prendergast, as was Eitoan custom.

Prendergast greeted Hill with "Ngad Podry'avach!", successful journey.

"Ngad Podry'avach!", Hill responded, and smiled.

From an assistant, Prendergast produced a loaf of sweet, round, braided white bread and a silver salt shaker. He offered it to Hill, who happily accepted it, an Eitoan sign of welcome for guests.

The three exchanged pleasantries, and headed to the office.

The crew of the Melhem, those not involved with cargo operations trickled out of the ship and towards the base gate, all under the watchful gaze of security. Mostly headed to nearby waterfront bars.

Prendergast struck up a conversation with Bassig. "I take it all shipments on SN-25 cleared correctly. Been here four years you know, never had any significant problems with ocean cargo. Things seem to be going well on our side, haven't heard many complaints. I must say, this is quite an uptick in Eitoan flag traffic".

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Postby Palmyrion » Sun May 24, 2020 10:34 am

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Ethics be damned.

The first order of business was to disable the explosive charge before removal of the entire thing could be attempted. The surgical team of four had these options at removal: first, removal of the probe wholesale using MRGfUS; second, disabling the explosive charge first and then removal of the probe through MRGfUS; third, disabling the explosive charge by manual means before the probe could be removed. They had two subgroups each, one on "live" (more accurately severely-damaged) flesh units, and the other on dead ones, each subgroup having five subjects. Ethics be damned.

Cracking the skull open, the lead surgeon located the prefrontal cortex - or what used to be it, and the probe that was in place. Now, attempting to cut into the probe where the explosive charge was placed would require brute force considering it was metal plating, but the surgeon tried anyways, resulting into the explosive charge detonating - and delivering a good serving of blood, guts, skull fragments, and shrapnel from the probe onto whoever was dumb and unlucky to detonate it. The surgeon was thrown aback by the small but grisly blast, covering him in a grisly mess. The PPE protected him from further harm, but he was considered out of commission nonetheless: he was taken to a shower room, stripped naked and doused in a disinfectant solution, and left to dry naked in a separate viewing lounge next to the surgery theatre whilst being swiftly replaced by another surgeon.

"Attempt 03-1. Removal of explosive charge using manual surgical tools. Failed." an assistant surgeon voiced into a recording device. And the second attempt now was even more esoteric.

"I-transfer natin siya sa MRGfUS." (Let's transfer him to the MRGfUS machine.) the new head surgeon ordered, and at once the body - this time a "live" P10 flesh unit that was severely injured - was moved to an adjacent room in the same experimental operating theatre. After allowing the MRGfUS machine to boot - which it didn't take long to - the surgery began immediately. The MRI scans provided a great deal of insight into the internal workings of the probes, and work was immediately done to try and disable the explosive charge first before removing the probe wholesale.

The explosive charge was successfully defused of all of its possible connections, and thus the probe would be extracted wholesale. - and by now nothing would reanimate the corpse. The process was cold, clinical, and ruthless - but this time Palmyrion had to push the boundaries of ethics to serve a greater cause. This process didn't make them any better than the old Galadon regime that implanted these slaves with the probes, but it certainly was a gruesome case of sacrificing the plum tree to save the peach tree: a questionable push of ethics today in order to help abolish slavery in the long run.

"Attempt 02-1: Defusal of explosive payload prior to wholesale removal of the probe. Successful." said the same assistant surgeon from a while ago.


Naval Station Port Elizabeth
Port Elizabeth, Protectorate of Palawan


NSPE was the home port of nearly 1/5ths of Palmyrion's carrier strike groups, and thus by definition 1/5ths of its Battlefleets, and it wasn't unusual to have the island protected with a submarine screen from north-northeast to south-southwest.

Going from Naval Station Port Elizabeth, the hub for waterfront bars took at least a ride from the base itself: either by light metro rail, subway, or by BRT; just across the freeway beside which NSPE lay was an integrated transport exchange, complete with light rail, subway, and BRT facilities. NSPE lay at the very northern edge of the city, surrounded by a monotone sea of high-density suburban dwellings that were primarily home to Palmyrian Navy personnel. Public transport was almost dirt-cheap anyways: the electricity that propelled light rail and subway trains as well as forming part of the power supply for the PHEV-dominated BRT system was produced in large quantities by the Port Elizabeth Nuclear Reactor placed just a fair distance away from Port Elizabeth itself. NSPE was the home port of nearly 1/5ths of Palmyrion's carrier strike groups, and thus by definition 1/5ths of its Battlefleets. Port Elizabeth had in its bars booze and sex - let the good times roll!

RADM Gregory Bassig - himself at the average Palmyrian male height of 5'10", though age-weathered but nonetheless durable bones would have eroded his stature by now. graduated from the Marshite Naval Academy back in the days of the Counter-Revolutionary War, and served as a naval officer for the Commonwealth Counter-Revolutionary Front at the waning days of the war. With a fruitful career reaching its twilight phase and now at the age of 60 - and just five years shy of the Palmyrian military's mandatory retirement age - he was determined to make his final days in the AFP fruitful, and his recent appointment as the base commander of NSPE - one of Palmyrion's most vital naval stations - was a good, relaxing way to end his career. He could sit down and do the deskwork as he liked, just vibing as his career came to a peaceful end, and this was his last assignment. Normally a naval station would be commanded by a Commodore at most and by a Commander at least, but given the vitality of NSPE to Palmyrion as a forward operating naval station and Bassig's desire to end his career in the most peaceful but still productive way he was appointed base commander.

"Aye, Your Honor. SN-25 should have its shipments handled and offloaded appropriately. Also, while indeed the Naval Station is busy given that we're essentially a post one thousand kilometres away from the nearest city in Palmyrion I've never seen this much activity. Must be about that war in...New Sandau." Bassig replied. The war in New Sandau was beginning to strain Palmyrion's industrial capacity given the amount of machinery that went destroyed every single day. Replacement parts would find themselves shipped to the New Sandau area of operations by Palmyrian Navy and Union Navy cargo vessels - with the Merchant Marine having sent its first ships into the fray - after a quick quality control and approval by dock handlers and corporate representatives.


OFFICE OF THE DIRECTORATE OF EXTERNAL AFFAIRS
External Affairs Complex

3 May 2020

Grand Ambassador Peter Nizhinsky, Speaker-to-Slavers



Dear Grand Ambassador,

After a deliberation by the Lakambini with select bioethics and machine ethics experts in Palmyrion, the ad-hoc panel has decided that the proposed Plan A would be containing the AIs in their own mainframes, and thoroughly decoupled from the flesh-units whilst being prevented from acquiring more such flesh-units. Plan B, for when the AI refuses Plan A, to reformat the AIs from all existence, with their hardware scrapped and recycled for other uses and their source code being deleted from history and turned into nothing but a dead secret to prevent any more future malevolent use of the AI.

Sincerely Yours,
[digitally signed]
Elijah Herman
Director of Foreign Affairs
Foreign Affairs Directorate, Department of State Affairs


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Postby Reorganisieren Reichregierung » Sun May 24, 2020 1:47 pm

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New Sandau


The 1st and 2nd Gebirgsjäger Divisions were able to move in sync with the Palmyrian forces and reconnect Garrison 16 and 22 to each other. They now moved to take a critical junction from the Program 10 forces, whose resistance has stiffened considerably at the foot of the mountains.

Most of the cities held by the Germans were in chaos, thanks to Program 10's latest surprise, so heavy urban fighting was everywhere. Cities 3 and 7 were having the worst of it, with the 114th Jäger Division and law enforcement flesh units in City 7 onsidering a breakout towards Garrisons 20 and 26 through the mountains, while City 28, even with the American presence, was seeing urban guerilla fighting not unlike that in Hue and Fallujah.

Although the enemy has been cleared as far as Garrison 6, the slave-AI uprising threatened to wipe out all gains. Resupply flights were redirected to Garrisons 6 and 10 while the urban guerillas were cleared out of the capital and its satellite cities, which were seeing Stalingrad-like levels of house-to-house fighting. To support the Palmyrian offensive against the slave army, F-35s flew sorties from these bases against the enemy forces in the vicinity of Garrisons 19 and 17 whenever they could, althoigh most of the time they were bombing urban fortresses held by domestic slaves.

The impending fall of City 7 to the domestic slave uprising would have grave implications for the siege of City 27 and Garrison 19, while reconaissance flights show Program 10 is counterattacking to hold the line open to Garrison 17. To attempt to prevent the fall of City 7 to urban guerillas and besieging Program 10 forces, the other two divisions of the XV. Gebirgskorps launched a counterattack towards the beleaguered city.
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Postby New Visayan Islands » Sun May 24, 2020 10:39 pm

TO: Grand Ambassador Peter Nizhinsky, Speaker-to-Slavers
FROM: Confederation of the New Visayan Islands
RE: Passing Judgment
CC: Royal Palmyrian Commonwealth, Federal Republic of Nacrad, Grand Theocratic Empire of Holy Marsh

We have taken notice of some of the concerns related to AI puppeteers reaching out to the Coalition. While the Confederation has not reached that point, our forces on the front have expressed similar concerns should they be sent to cities in what was once Galadon. The prevailing concern is that many of the thralls could be subverted by Program 10 or any of the other hostile AI, necessitating mass isolation. This brings up a question often considered a hypothetical: As we know that the thralls can be isolated through Faraday cages, what are the implications of, say, isolating entire groups of these thralls in that manner, keeping in mind that they are otherwise the functional and moral equivalent of zombies?
Another question brought up is containment. Arguments related to containing AI (a hypothetical "AI box") are still being made to this day; the Yampolskiy proposal (containing an AI inside a "virtual machine" that limits access to network and OS hardware) is considered the leading means of containment, with isolation by means of a Faraday cage providing an added layer of security. However, as these AI are essentially superintelligent, it is highly likely that they may devise a way to defeat any attempt at containment.
The questions would have to be considered when--not if, when--judgment is to be passed upon each individual AI.

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May 25th, AD 2020
0832 PHT

Michael saw the Combat Engineering platoon work its way to Base 11. Renamed FOB Inferno by the Marines, the platoon worked with NCUs to fortify the base after the last attack had been driven off by a combined effort from elements of the 12th and 13 MEUs relieved by an infantry battalion from the same brigade he was under. The lieutenant was a graduate of the VCMA at Compostela, from the class of 2019; after his commission he went to the Combat Engineering School in Fort Victoria in Mindoro.
There was plenty of work to go around for the company to take over from the NCUs.
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