Lusitanian Civil War (closed)

[The Steel Fraternity]

"These are the P&S Jets. Captain Yossarian, We are able to assist you and replace the Valkyiries.Please respond"

"Glad to have you," said Yossarian, beginning to circle his squad around the formation of much slower Thunderbirds. "The T-Birds should have a fifteen minute ETA to the base, once the Pallies have dropped, the T-Birds will need escort back to a friendly air base."

[Derpeda]

Over hearing the Valkyrie wing commander talking about low fuel, Blue Leader realized there would be a change of plans.

"Gold, I want you to head off and fly cover for the fleet. Green and Red, we're going to hit the city center shortly after these Valkyries hit their target... seems they're gunna forget what their planes run on and try fueling them on nerves of steel".

"Blue leader this is Ground Command General B. Ferguson. We have reached our operational preperation stage and would apprecaite support from the air, over".

"Gold 4 here, looks like you made the right call Blue Leader. See you on the Lollipop"

The remaining F-18's of Gold Group flew off to carry out their orders.

"Blue leader to Ground, we copy that. We can run ground-strike missions in support of your main advance, over".

-

12km south of Kentuckshire Air Base

Sgt Rilley and his men moved quietly through the suburbs. He as well as 45 000 soldiers of the Allied Forces were beginning their advance into the city. The mission of the Stormtroopers: take the air base. Eliminate all resistance.

"Sgt, I've just been inform that our artillery has begun their bombardment."

Shortly after that, the echoing booms of the big guns rocked the country side.

[New Lusitaniagrad]

Sgt. Patterson was glad to ahve some fresh troops by his side during the assult. And not just Milita, real troops both forgien and domestic all of em having no hassle making it through the outter walls. Which would not have gone down so smothly if the tanks hadn't been there. Looking over he saw the Thunderbirds begin to drop Pallies inside the Air Base which would really screw up the imp commander's day.

[Crystillaeia]

"Such is the price of war, Now let's blow the hell out of this airfield"

"that's our cue. let's GET MOVIN'!" the T-2010s turned and left for the airfield, a few going right through walls, Taggerd leading the way, with thirty-four pairs of treads running behind him and 34 guns loaded. "LET'S DO THIS!!!!!"

[Power and Stability]

"Will do. T-Birds now have an escort. Dont worry, they're in safe hands now"

[Derpeda]

Reports of infantry losses poured onto the bridge of the Ouput, as Captain Phelic slowely watched the battle unfold.

"What are we at now, X.O Terry?"

"6 F-18's, 783 Stormtroopers, Cap'n".

"Blast it all son, I hate hearing losses. How about gains. What is the status of the air base?"

"Blasted to hell, but the defenders are holding on with a death grip. estimated that thousands still lurk within the city and the base itself".

Phelic sipped at his coffee.

"Well, I have great faith in the Pally's, and I know for certain our boys will make it. What's our target?".

"Well sir, the 2nd division has been laying down fire all over the Imperial Command center, but our boy are encountering harsh resistance. The General has expressed interest in encircling it and preventing any members of the cabinet escaping".

The Captain nodded.

"A sound plan from a traditional General, Terry".

[The Steel Fraternity]

The lights of the Monarchists' new capitol building were blazing even during the nighttime air-raid that was going on that very instant, a gesture of defiance against the rebel forces of the LLF and their foreign allies.

The Imps can be as defiant as they want, thought Jones as his squadron made its approach. Just as long as they keep marking our targets for us like that.

"Squad one, fire!"

And they did, as one. Thirty-six air-to-ground missiles with high explosive warheads, three from each fighter-bomber, lanced out from the squad's formation, slamming into the pristine white facade of the Imperial capitol and command center for Kentuckshire. The whole building collapsed in a cloud of dust and smoke.

As his fighter overflew the rubble, Jones dropped one of the plane's two bunker-buster bombs, veering toward their next target (the main Imperial artillery emplacement) as soon as he felt the plane lighten.

Each of the other fighters in his squad dropped their bunker busters in turn, utterly demolishing the bunker complex that housed the Imperial command for the entire city, and who knew how many other important Monarchists.

[New Lusitaniagrad]

"Sir SITREP, allied troops are moving in on the airbase. In the city the LLF has captured the Motor Pool, and the area around City Hall, which has been destroyed. While allied troops are taking the Imperial HQ as well as several major intersections, that Airbase is all the Imps have left, sir." Said the Commander

"This is exellent! Concentrate all of our reserves on that airbase commander." Replied the Chairman.

[Power and Stability]

The P&S jets saw the big explosions coming from the city. They knew The Fraternity of Steel had dropped its package on the monarchists. But the battle wasnt over just yet.

[Derpeda]

Sgt Rilley fired from his AK-74, and ducked back quickly.

This battle was lasting longer then he thought it would.

He had lost many good men today, fighting for a cause only a few understood. He himself never questiond his orders. He just carried them through as best he could.

Finally, the Imp he had been hunting silhouetted himself against the wall he was crouched by.

"Bingo, Imp scum"

14th kill of the day, counted Rilley.

-

Ground Command, outside Kentuckshire

The general was pleased with progress so far. Losses mounting but being countered by his soldier's determination and valor. The artillery had finally arranged for a supply route, and had been banging away fro most of the evening. His map showed an almost complete encirclement of the Imperial Comm Center.

"Colonel, have you the latest death tool for us?"

"3, 789 men, sir."

"I suppose that's not even comparable to the Imperial losses at this point. Issue the order to close the noose, and tighten it fast. We're taking the comm center ourselves."

[Crystillaeia]

"Sir SITREP, allied troops are moving in on the airbase. In the city the LLF has captured the Motor Pool, and the City hall. While allied troops have taken the Imperial HQ as well as several major intersections, that Airbase is all the Imps have left, sir." Said the Commander

"This is exellent! Concentrate all of our reserves on that airbase commander." Replied the Chairman.

the radio crackled, "will do!" it was Taggerd. back at the fight, Taggerd personally slammed the "Fireworks" round into the gun, then yelled, "fire!" sending a barrage of shells towards the airfield defenses. the shells exploded above the Imperials, raining explosive orbs slightly larger than baseballs on them.

[Power and Stability]

[OOc] Hey guys, gotta go. Sorry, I'll see y'all tomorrow. Somebody take over for me. Go Allied Forces!!!!

[Crystillaeia]

[OOc] Hey guys, gotta go. Sorry, I'll see y'all tomorrow. Somebody take over for me. Go Allied Forces!!!!

OOC: d*** straight!!!!!

[Power and Stability]

The Steel Fraternity, take over for me if you need it. My planes are escorting your jets to a friendly air base. Go Allied Forces!!!!!

[The Steel Fraternity]

McKay listened to the radio chatter from the Derpedian fighters with increasing dismay. They were doing their job brilliantly, keeping the Valkyries clear as they made their runs, but taking a mauling from Imperial fighters as they did so.

The Valkyries reached their point of no return, the moment at which they had to turn back if they wanted to reach the Bellum without running out of fuel, just as Kentuckshire appeared on the horizon, tantalizingly close.

McKay waited for Yossarian to give the order to turn around, but no order came. In a moment, he heard the S&P wing commander ask the question the whole Valkyrie squad was thinking.

"Uh, Valk Squad, shouldn't you be returning to the Bellum?"

"No," said Yossarian. "We'll stick with the T-Birds until they make their drop, then move to support the Derpedian fighters. We can land at an LLF airbase instead of heading back to the Bellum."

"But Captain," McKay said into his radio. "They can't refuel us at LLF bases; they don't have high enough octane for the Valk engines."

"We can get some brought in later. Right now we have a job to do."

[The Steel Fraternity]

"We're with you all the way, Valks" came the P&S reply. "Let's give 'em hell."

[Crystillaeia]

Sgt Rilley fired from his AK-74, and ducked back quickly.

This battle was lasting longer then he thought it would.

He had lost many good men today, fighting for a cause only a few understood. He himself never questiond his orders. He just carried them through as best he could.

Finally, the Imp he had been hunting silhouetted himself against the wall he was crouched by.

"Bingo, Imp scum"

14th kill of the day, counted Rilley.

-

Ground Command, outside Kentuckshire

The general was pleased with progress so far. Losses mounting but being countered by his soldier's determination and valor. The artillery had finally arranged for a supply route, and had been banging away fro most of the evening. His map showed an almost complete encirclement of the Imperial Comm Center.

"Colonel, have you the latest death tool for us?"

"3, 789 men, sir."

"I suppose that's not even comparable to the Imperial losses at this point. Issue the order to close the noose, and tighten it fast. We're taking the comm center ourselves."

after launching the volley of explosive showers, the individual bombs detonated, sending small orbs of steel containing RDX, resulting in thousands of small explosives everywhere.

[Derpeda]

Sgt. Rilley heard the news

Time to move in, I guess.

The field grey uniforms of the thousands of Derpedian men began slowly moving inward. Building by building, block by block, Imperials were eliminated. Alongside her P and S brothers, the Derpedians pushed faster and faster as the momentum grew. The sound of machine gun fire and rifle shots went from sporadic to almost constant; The final push had come.

-
0200 hours

Report to New Lusitanian High Command.

The combined forces of Derpeda/Power and Stability have successfully captured the communications center for the Imperials. Our current objective now is the routing of the remaining Imperials in our area of control.

General Ferguson
Derpedian Stormtroopers
The Republic of Derpeda.

[New Lusitaniagrad]

Sgt' Paterson ran around the burning hanger shooting 4 mechanics in the process. Moving down the tarmac followed by 3 LLF APC's they let loose on a sniper tower which had been giving the LLF a hard time. Ordering the APCs to provide covering fire he and 16 LLF troops sprinted towards the controll tower, while the rest stayed near the APCs. Poping a frag into the room, he looked in and saw 3 dead Imp bodies. As they walked up the hallway clearing the tower room by room toward the top they began to run out of frags and he lost 3 men. Apon reaching the top of the tower and having his hip grazed and bleeding he ripped down the Monarchist Flag and procceded to fly up the LLF's version of the Lusitanian flag with a blue background insted of a green. "Well fellas theres still some imps down there giving our boys a hard time, you wana do some target practice?" Asked Sgt. Patterson with a big grin on his face as the troops all layed down on the roof of the tower and began pouring down a hail of lead apon the Imperial forces that were still left.

[The Steel Fraternity]

As the Thunderbirds made their final approach on the Army/Air Base, Nichols left the cockpit and entered the troop bay where his Paladins were waiting.

"All right," he said to his men. "This is it. You know your targets. We lost good men and good women on the way in here, and now its time to fuck up these Imperial shits so hard they'll think a tank just drove up their asshole. You hear me!"

The Paladins let out a single, bellowing warcry in reply, the speaker systems in their armor amplifying their voices into the 140 decibel range and lowering their pitch to an inhumanly bass rumble.

Mere seconds later, the ramp at the tail of the Thunderbird lowered, and the Paladins charged down and leapt out, controlling and guiding their descent with their in-built jumpjets.

As he descended into the Imperial Base, Nichol saw Paladins pouring out of the other twenty Thunderbirds in formation around him like avenging angels. Below him, he could see Crystillaeian tanks spitting fire and shells at the outer walls of the base.

The Paladins landed ten seconds after jumping from the Thunderbirds.

They then proceeded to fuck shit up.

[The Steel Fraternity]

OOC: Are the LLF people in the base already or still in the city?

[New Lusitaniagrad]

OOC: Taking the base. Also its kinda late you guys wana wrapp up the battle at the base?

[Derpeda]

"Blue Leader to Green 4 and Red 1, do you copy, over"

Blue Leader's F-18 was running low on fuel, and completely out off ammunition. They had done it, their mission a success. The Valks' had made their run and were joining into the fray alongside them and the P&S fighters.

"Blue leader this is Red 1, we read you".

"I'm out of bangers and running out of juice. I'm proceding to land aboard the Lollipop, requesting you take command to be followed by Green 4."

"Will do Blue Leader. Watch your tail. Red 1, out".

Although they had succeed, Blue Leader couldn't shake the fact he now had losses under his command.

"Stinking Imperials..." mumbled Lt. Skanlan, A.K.A Blue Leader.

[The Steel Fraternity]

Nichol, flanked by two of his Paladins, steered in with his jumpjets and crashed through the windows of the Control tower's upper windows. Before the shocked Imperial air controllers and commanders could even rise from their chairs or draw their weapons, they were mowed down by the Paladin's miniguns.

As the Paladins hit the floor, it creaked for a moment under the tremendous weight of their armor and weaponry before buckling. They crashed through down to the next level, where they once again had just enough time to blast away the Imperial personnel present, Imp bullets ricocheting harmlessly from their armor plates, before crashing down through to the next level after that.

All across the base, maneuvering in long leaps with their jumjets, the heavily armored Paladins moved to support the Allied force in the base and eliminate hard points of Imperial resistance with their heavy weaponry.

[Derpeda]

OOC: yeah, let's trash the base and get some sleep. Great RP by all, just sayin'.

General Ferguson had ordered a small contingent of elite Stormtroopers to head to the air-base. A man named Rilley had volunteered for the position of command.

"This is the big one". he told the young Colonel, lighting a cigar.

"We've kicked some solid ass today. Time to bury the body".

-

Outside Kentuckshire Air Field

Sgt Rilley lead the men forward and into the base over the east wall. The battle raged from the south and the west. But him and his men were entering right up the rear.

Suddenly, dozens of thuds reverberated around the base.

"Paladins. Must be."

Shortly after the thuds, the wirr and buzz of the Paladin cannon tore up the night.

"Yep, I knew it."

Sgt. Riley slammed a fresh mag home, and entered the fray.