The oppressors have become the oppressed! (IC) MT/PMT

[Rupeslonga]

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The Battle for Mitzengarde Island.



The RRA currently holds the island and the Rebels and their allies can choose from what side they want to come.

AA - Stands for Anti Air battery.
The walls are 30 Foot high and 15 Foot thick, concrete. With barbed wire around the top. The red dots are guard towers with anti-shatter glass domes around the tops.

The RRA currently has 15,000 Troops stationed at the prison. Along with 150 armored vehicles ranging from Mounted-Machine Gun jeeps to Heavily fortified steel armored tanks. Two Gunships also patrol around the entire island day and night.

The Rebels are about to hit the island with 10,000 Troops. Heavily outnumbered, most of the rebel forces are untrained and they have low-grade weapons, some of which are home made (Molotov cocktails, pipe bombs, refurbished guns)

[GBeckastania]

The airborne company, escorted by a squadron of F-22's, approached the island from the north, coming in towards the back of the holding pens.

Captain Abrams: All right men, we're gonna jump in a few, be prepared for heavy resistance. Your mission is to take down as many of the guard towers and AA positions as you can to prepare the way for the infantry.

A few miles away, a fleet of ships brought the Marines, totaling 10,000, prepared to go ashore.

[Rupeslonga]

Meanwhile at the Mitzengarde Communications tower.

Radar Analyst #1: "Captain Pierce! , Captain Pierce! Unknown aircraft has been spotted on the radar, I have reason to believe we might be under attack!"

Captain Pierce: "It might just have been a commercial airliner, we get those a lot newbie."

Radar Analyst #1: "The UFO is too small to be just a commercial airliner. I think this is a serious threat level."

Captain Pierce: "Alright men! Raise us to yellow alert, Get the slaves back to the holding area and put us on lock-down. Turn the floodlights on full beam. And station the Anti-Air cannons."

Lt. Spangle: "Captain, Should I radio HQ?"

Captain Pierce: "Not now, Lt. We don't want to disturb the Lord over nothing."

Lt. Spangle: "Aye, Sir."

[Malaysii]

The Malaysian fleet had just reached Rupeslongan waters. The Supreme Admiral, Jek Marks, told a radio operator to send a message to the Rupeslongian's on the island. "Ciao. This is Malaysian Admiral Marks. Surrendur, and you will be freed." As he said this, the two super-battleships, destroyers, and crusers aimed their batteries at the island, as the Aircraft carriers Vurell, Danyel, and New Napoli launched their aircraft. 200,000 Marines and 350,000 Army troops readied to disembark from their respective ships.

[Mazi Stekomaste]

The small force of Thirteen guerrilla commandos waited tensely as the small motor launch cut it's engine and how the shoreline was ever increasing.

Soon they'd land, and be able to provide a distraction for the larger nations and their weapons to do damage.

"Remember", said William Durrell, Head of State and leader of the team "Take out the AA batteries first. Then we'll focus on killing as much stuff as possible."

A bunch of muffled "Ayes" arose and then the Launch hit the shore.

[GBeckastania]

The F-22's formed a v, prepared for hell. The leader, Ace Pilot Scott Hask, gave the command to fire air-to-ground rockets at the AA batteries and towers, after which they rolled out. The C-147's sped up and dropped the airborne division onto the beachhead of they island. Brandishing M-16 and UMP-45 rifles, they began to attack any enemies in sight. The amphibious assault craft were launched, and soon 10,000 marines were swarming onto the island.

[West Guiana]

Off the cost Admiral Titen positioned his two battleships and three aircraft carriers and ordered a automatic firing of the north shore while he sent out five scouts to scope out the area and spot the enemy. He lastly issued the order for the b-52s to start bombing the area's known to have AA's with escorted by 20 f-22's.

Mean while Gen. Allens commander of the West Guianan effort deployed 16,000 troops and 5 tanks onto amphibious transporters.

"Gen. Allens, this is Admiral Titen, we have spotted two gunships patrolling around the area, I'm lunching the two mini's (subs). Wait till we have cleared the area for you."
"Admiral, I know that those two ships have more than us to worry about, I'm deploying now. And remember I'm the one who's in charge."

[Rupeslonga]

The RRA are overwhelmed as the attackers draw near. Several AA batteries were taken out and the beach front was completely saturated with rebels and their allies. The Captain of the Mitzengarde Island Slave Pens is left to decide what further action to take.

Lt. Spangle: "Captain, What should we do? Were overwhelmed."

Captain Pierce: "Transport as many of the slaves as you can to Greyshield, and detonate the the facility ..."

Lt. Spangle: "Are you sure, Captain?"

Captain Pierce: "There isn't anything else to do. Send the troops to the beach front to hold off the incoming infantry."

Lt. Spangle: "Alright, Captain."

The soldiers escort around 1,500 of the 5,000 slaves to the emergency-evac carriers. Leaving the rest to blow up with the facility.
Lt. Spangle started the detonator which takes approximately Two hours and thirty minutes. The remaining infantry and artillery are moving down toward the beach fronts to engage in firefight with any incoming attackers. The AA batteries were also set to random launch mode, So if anyone is trapped in any of the surrounding forests they are surely to die.

[GBeckastania]

Captain Haden saw a large group of helicopters taking off from the center of the island, and radioed to the ships.

Captain Haden: Admiral, there is a large number of heli's leaving the island.

Admiral Maes: Thank you, (to pilots) Scramble, code 3, intercept the heli's, force them to land on a friendly carrier or a neutral island if necessary. Do not engage or fire any weapons near the heli's, we don't know who's on them.

The F-22's scrambled, headed to the heli's.

[Malaysii]

After the request was not replied to, some bombers and fighters started to the island, the navy started their bombardment, and the Marines detacment left their transport ships. Lt. General Jay Kemor, in command of the Marines, joined the men, getting onto a landing boat. He got onto a secure radio signal with the divers of the boats. "Forward!" He yelled in over the naval batteries, and they started forward. "Look out for the slave holds. We must rescue them." The admiral said on a open signal, and continued directing the bombardment.

[West Guiana]

A fighter pilot noticed several troops on the beach firing, what after a few seconds realized was the enemy, he radioed in and was given the command to open fire. All planes and bombers were diverted to the beaches and drop their pay load.

Gen. Allens watched carefully as the bombers slowly dropped their pay loads onto the beaches, he ordered the troops in the amphibious transporters to return to the ships, seeing how the enemy was fleeing, and ordered the ships to halt fire and go closer to the island.
"Damn, such a god damn small rat hole, that thing is it's being over whelmed with brave men and women." He radio's Admiral Titen. "Admiral I want 1,000 of our troops to land on that shitty island and load up those weapon we're giving to the rebels."

26,000 up to date military guns(all kinds) heading over to the rebels. estimated value $10 million

[Rupeslonga]

The RRA troopers were slain left and right on the beach, taking out very few enemy soldiers. The air support was what was getting them. They scurried off into the underground bunkers, Just in time as the Slave Facility detonated. Wiping out everything within 5 Miles of the facility.

Estimated RRA DEATH COUNT: 10,000
Estimated Slave DEATH COUNT: 3,500
Estimated Rebel DEATH COUNT: 5,600

Meanwhile, The Emergency-evac helicopters refused to land, instead they charged on toward the Heavily fortified Greyshield Capital with their payload of 1,500 Slaves.

[Malaysii]

The Mala boats were still in the water when the pens exploded. "DAMMIT!" The Lt. General yelled. He put his head in his hands, looking resigned. "Lets go back, they've killed the slaves, boys. Next stop: Their capital." He yelled over the radio. The boats turned, and went back to the ships.

[West Guiana]

Gen. Allens watched the explosion, "Well nothing to do now other just take the island we can make that into a base." He noticed some of the allies loading their ships back up and quickly radioed, "This is General Allens commander of the West Guiana effort. I have many years experience in war fare and know when to take an opportunity when given, the best chance to win this war for the rebels is we need to set up a base camp. and that island is the surest thing." Stopped and looked over the maps of the surrounding area. "Being on that island is better than being sitting ducks in un-friendly territory, I myself am ordering most of our forces to land and to start operation Clean-sweep.and turn that into a good allied base."

And so Gen. Allens ordered 17,000 to land on the island, his reason for doing so he can make it into an allied navy-air base, seeing how close they are to enemy lands.

[Jagalonia]

Colonel Broga stood on the deck of his ship, the JFS "Mammoth", looking below to the planet. The Jagalonian flagship, escorted by 2 other transports, were sitting in orbit, well above the battlefield. The colonel looked towards his comms officer.
Tell them we've arived.
The comms officer simply nodded and sent a message to the rupeslongan leadership.

Code: Select all

To: Lord Theron Greyshield
From: JFS Mammoth
Lord Greyshield, We have arived in your planets orbit over the battlefeld, and the drop-pods are ready to send our warriors to victory, all we need is a place to drop them, and a full tactical assessment of the current battle, We'd also like to land some scouts on the mainland so we can begin to find our own drop zones.  So once again, we need co-ordinates to drop our soldiers to the field.

[GBeckastania]

The explosion shocked the marines, and killed somewhere between 6,000 or 7,000. The rest fell back and climbed on the transports, while the medic crews began searching for any surviving slaves or marines. Over the radio, Captain Haden blared a message with anger in his voice:"Next stop, Greysheild. Lets end this."

[Rupeslonga]

Colonel Broga stood on the deck of his ship, the JFS "Mammoth", looking below to the planet. The Jagalonian flagship, escorted by 2 other transports, were sitting in orbit, well above the battlefield. The colonel looked towards his comms officer.
Tell them we've arived.
The comms officer simply nodded and sent a message to the rupeslongan leadership.

Code: Select all

To: Lord Theron Greyshield
From: JFS Mammoth
Lord Greyshield, We have arived in your planets orbit over the battlefeld, and the drop-pods are ready to send our warriors to victory, all we need is a place to drop them, and a full tactical assessment of the current battle, We'd also like to land some scouts on the mainland so we can begin to find our own drop zones.  So once again, we need co-ordinates to drop our soldiers to the field.

From: Rupeslonga Space Marines HQ.

Thank you for aiding the RRA in this outbreak. We would like you to help reinforce our Capital. This is where we will be hit next, from our recent reports. Send as many troops as you can spare. You can take position along the outer wall of The Capital Greyshield.

[Rupeslonga]

The rebels seized the island and killed all the remaining RRA troops that were left over. The island is free to scavenge, Although most of the technology and weapons were destroyed in the detonation of the Mitzengarde Slave-Holding pens. The next battle will take place on the mainland. (I will upload a new map tomorrow) The Rebels and RRA are taking this time to prepare for the battle.

[Jagalonia]

Broga stood on the ship deck, pondering the situation.
Bring up a map, find a good spot to drop troops near the capitol.
A map appeared before him on the large screen. Broga leaned into his microphone.
Alright, I want a dragon, minelayers, and gorgons down there, the dragon will co-ordinate efforts on the ground so we don't have to relay everything down there, it would take too long. Have the minelayers put mines down above the ground, so the enemy can see them, we'll lure them into pre-designated killzones so the gorgon's howitzers can demolish them, if they break through that, they'll switch to the 30mm cannons and waste anything that comes too close. I want a dropship in the center of the city to pick up the minelayers once the job is done. Launch in 5.

5 minutes later
51 pods dropped from the 3 ships, 51 soldiers to defend a large city,One was the command unit, 10 of them were in minelayers, the remaining 40 were in gorgons, They hit the ground within a minute of dropping with a resounding crash just south of the capitol, then the pods unlocked, and everyone set out to their positions to perform their tasks. The rebels wouldn't take an inch of this soil.