Isratine Cold-War(IC thread)

[Captaincy of Calidia]

As the rounds started to fly back towards the Saradinians the workers cautiously rose out of cover. The worker who had jumped on the bulldozer decided against building the earthworks since it would also provide cover for the Saradinians and make the area they were in more of a target. He hopped off and ran over to one of the newer workers. "Hey son, take these binoculars. If I'm right I believe the sniper should be somewhere out there *points in the general direction of the sniper*. If you see a glint that means she's looking back at us. If you do see a glint, yell and we'll all dive for cover. Anyways time to put out this fire." While the two workers were talking, others had opened up one of the containers and started rolling out 55 gallon oil drums packed with high explosives and fire retardant chemicals. While they prepared the explosive barrels other workers fired up the M320T crane and readied the hoist. Once the explosives were prepped the workers attached it to the crane hook and the operator started to move the volatile bundle closer and closer to the fiery inferno. As they worked the one employee with the binoculars signaled that there was a convoy approaching that was also flying the flag of peace.

The convoy eventually passed what seemed to be optimal firing range. The convoy took a slight turn parallel to the worker's flanks, except for a single APC which approached directly with its turret turned up to the sky. An African man peeked his head out of the vehicle's hatch, sheepishly in awareness of the possibility of a stray bullet, and raised a megaphone to speak over the loud battle.

He spoke with a thick accent that sounded similar to that of a Frenchman's. "We are from Calidie and we are here to help! Carry on!" His speech had that ingenuine tone to it that was typical of those who did not speak fluent English. The convoy started to form a barrier between the workers and the battlefield with its armored vehicles. The tank was at the center of this barrier, and all of the vehicle's cannons were turned towards the battle. The trucks stopped behind the working area and unloaded what seemed to be thirty-something soldiers, who moved out and stood guard. They began to unload medical supply and put it aside in case of emergency, and some soldiers sprinted towards the armored vehicles to use them in a manner similar to trenches.

[The Chuck]

As the Calidie convoy started setting up a helpful but futile defensive perimeter one of the Slick Works Well Control Company workers ran over to the commanding officer. "Sir, we're about to detonate a couple hundred pounds of high explosives I would recommend that you back up a ways. This detonation is designed to snuff out the oil fire with the concussive blast but it still possess serious threat to those around it. Please back up for your safety and ours. We'll be igniting the explosives once everyone is clear of the site." With that the worker ran back to continue to help set up the crane's position.

[Piethrixia]

Vers Orbit - PAFD Enterprize

"Captain Daniels, reporting to speak to General Wakilen"

"Enter Captain."

The Captain Salutes, his rifle shifting in its sling so that it is at his side. "We have reports of a Conflict on Earth. The Two sides have a chance of unearthing Pre Warp Piethrixian Tech, I advise you send troops to secure the region.

The General Sits back in his chair. "Have you led an invasion yet Captain?"

"No sir, Why?"

"18:00 Main Hangar Bay. Dismissed"

18:00 Hrs - Main Hangar Bay - PAFD Enterprize

"Captain Daniels, Your Just on time"

The Captain Salutes the general. "Why did you need me here sir?"

"You, Will be Leading the Invasion of the region. I'm giving you 1010th, 1011th, 350th Fleets. and loading them with Army Group Foxtrot and Hotel."

"Thank you, sir. Why did you assign Army Group Foxtrot? Arent, they the Parachute Army Group?"

"Yes, they are. You're going to be dropping them into the area with the Enterprize."

"Sir arent we not allowed to let earth know of our existence? Foxtrot has to be in an atmosphere to be dropped."

"It is time Earth knew of our existence. I'll be taking a shuttle to Command. Good luck." The General Steps into a shuttle waiting behind him. The Shuttle takes of and flies towards the planet below.

18:30 Hrs - PAFD Enterprize - Bridge

"Ready Fleet for FTL Jump."

The Ship Shudders, a dull hum turns to the Roar of the FTL Drive.

"Engage"

all sounds stop, The Ship and the ships around it are Launched forward at 10 times the speed of light.

[Ostterreich]

We will support a war against terrorists if they attack Jerusalem or attack random civilians we do not call for a crusade or an invasion either and we hope to work as peace-keepers, we will gladly mediate the conflict.

[Rusthenia]

Hill 2343

The 39 Rusthenian paratroopers would defend heroically from any assaults, kill loads of enemies forces shouting "For the Workers!"


The Frontline


An large Crusader push would begin to Defend the 39 on Hill 2343 and take Jerusalem, and ICC would announce the kicking the Islamist "Communist party of Sardinia" from it.


OOC: Piethrixia, slow your FT shit down.

[Kyrusia]

Rapperland: Knock it off with the spam; the thinly-veiled IC nature isn't fooling anyone. Two spam posts have been split from this thread.

[Captaincy of Calidia]

After a brief acknowledgement by the commander, and a couple of French-spoken commands shouted around, the Calidian barrier moved decently forward and disassembled.

The Calidians did receive the message from the Saranidians, though their reaction was lackluster as they already knew of most of what was happening.

//Sorry for weak post. Just putting something out to let things continue moving.

[The Chuck]

With the Calidian forces a safe distance away the workers of the Slick Works Well Control Company finalized preparations and started the countdown. As the timer counted down Jennifer Johnson grabbed a bullhorn and shouted "Fire in the hole, Fire in the hole, Fire in the hole!" With that a electric trigger was pulled and the explosives on the end of the crane detonated. Thanks to the fire retardant chemicals the explosives were placed in, there was no massive fireball. Instead there was a powerful thundering roar and a concussive shock-wave that quite literally acted like a giant blowing out a birthday candle. As the flaming oil was extinguished the workers moved in with the M320T crane that had now picked up a giant steel half-dome claw like structure and moved it into position. Once it was over the ruptured pipe it closed and formed a seal over the gaping hole. Once it was sealed the workers went to the second container on one of the HEMTT trucks and grabbed empty barrels. Once the barrels were out, they started using shovels and other tools to clean up the spilled oil and fill the barrels. Once one of the barrels was full they dragged it far away from the pipeline and lit it on fire. While the oil burned off in those barrels, they continued the process.

[Ausinia]

Ausinian troops and armour would provide support in the battlefeildmwith artillery scattered within the city out skirts, while -152s began bombing enemy positions.

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“The situation has grown deplorable in Isratine. More troops have been committed, though naval artillery will be of minimal help unless they reach the city. We are currently working with humanitarian NGOs to evacuate citizens. So far almost everyone in east Isratine are in Jerusalem, with the rest armed to protect their homeland. Our thoughts and prayers go to those mourning, and to Ausinians fighting in these rough condition. As we speak, the battle rages. Our men and women fight, against the terrorists that dare attack the sovereign nation.”
-Skylar Heathrow, addressing Parliament

[New Tussia]

The Tussian soldiers arrive with a giant horn playing as they, decorated in crosses and singing their chant Hakkerskaldyr as they build up their moral and start bombarding the city. The Tussian General, Mikhail Kravchenko, calls in some more reinforcements after realizing the full scale of the attack. The 100,000 soldiers begin to blockade any reinforcements and sit in wait.

[The Chuck]

After capping the oil pipe that had been ruptured the dirty men and women of the Slick Works Well Control Company loaded their equipment back onto the humvees and trucks and headed back to the Mamilla Hotel. As they traversed through Jerusalem artillery rained down upon the town but they luckily made it back without any injuries. Once they were back at the Mamilla Hotel, they gathered back in the conference room before returning to their rooms. Jennifer Johnson stood up to address the workers before her. "Men and women, good job today. We managed to cap that gusher and make sure that it didnt have that big of an impact on the locals. However this war is picking up so I think it's time we radio to all sides and let them know of our presence so the hotel isn't accidentally targeted. Although we have a beacon and flag on the roof, it won't help if someone decides to indiscriminately shell the city." As she finished speaking the group of roughnecks hear the distinctive sound of incoming artillery shells. As they listen to the shells they hear the "whoosh" and the hollow thud of them impacting throughout the city. Some of the former military members climb up high to watch the shells in complete lack interest to their own personal safety. As the shells fall one of the workers works on setting up a radio transmitter on the roof. Once it's set up they start broadcasting a signal on an open channel. "We are members of the Slick Works Well Control Company from The Chuck. We are here in Jerusalem as humanitarian aid workers who are assisting in maintaining oil/gas wells in the region. We are peaceful and we are protected under International Law as non-combatants. We're in the Mamilla Hotel and we ask that you do not bombard the sector that we are in since this poses a serious threat to international diplomacy in regards to international treaties and laws." This message would continue to play on repeat making sure that all sides of the battle would hear it.

[Polish Prussian Commonwealth]

snip

Erika peered down her scope. An Ausinian soldier was in her crosshair.
"Long way from home, eh...?"
She fired, the bullet splashing his brains against the wall.

[Israeli Maccabean Resistance]

Teddy park, Jerusalem, Isratine

Ishamel tapped his canalphone.
"This is Gavel. Moving into position for night overwatch. You two ladies okay?"

Two "Yes, sirs" came the reply.

Ironically, Miriam and Yael, two of his best crack shots, would be staying in the Mamilla Hotel, a few floors above the Slick Works' rooms, although they meant no harm to the foreign workers.

Ishmael himself- a Jericho 941 Compact in .40 S&W under his jacket, and Samuel, old Nika's son, with his own Vektor SP2 under his suit coat, would be staying at a charitable Christian home near the Temple Mount who was sympathetic to their cause. A Mini-Uzi in the same caliber offered more firepower, alongside a custom FN FAL-based DMR with several .532 hollowpoint rounds in a 6-round magazine sat concealed in a briefcase, which in a separate pocket held a few MREs, TV dinners, and cold water in vacuum bottles, with a flask of brandy and extra Modafinil pills, and still more electronics/communications equipment in another portion of the case. They'd been sure to pack some clothes and toiletries, both in case they were needed and to maintain the guise of civilians if they were stopped.

They'd be "tailgating"- Samuel making fun of the American term- and watching out for important figures, notably this "Suleiman", but nonetheless not doing anything,

"Could you pass me some water?" Samuel asked, to which Ishmael obliged. He then knocked on the door.

"Johnny? You home?"

(OOC: Sorry for the micropost that led nowhere, it's getting late.)

[Ausinia]

snip

Erika peered down her scope. An Ausinian soldier was in her crosshair.
"Long way from home, eh...?"
She fired, the bullet splashing his brains against the wall.

“Goddamnit! Their’s a sniper!” The private next to him yelled, “Take bloody cover!”
Everyone ran and hid behind two MBTs and troop carrier as another shot hit the ground. “Jesus, where is he? Did we get him?” The Lieutenant asked , “No Ma’am, he still on the other side of the tank,” a sergeant replied.
“Good god, we need him back here, get him out of here.”
“Ma’am, I I thinks he’s dead ma’am, our first Ausinian casual-“
He was cut short when another shot hit the tank . “Right we need to get that solider, and get back to a safe place where we can medical evac them out, and get position on that sniper, call in our allies, do they know?”

They mange to get the solider, the sniper distracted with reloading, back to the forward HQ.

[Saranidia]

Vers Orbit - PAFD Enterprize

"Captain Daniels, reporting to speak to General Wakilen"

"Enter Captain."

The Captain Salutes, his rifle shifting in its sling so that it is at his side. "We have reports of a Conflict on Earth. The Two sides have a chance of unearthing Pre Warp Piethrixian Tech, I advise you send troops to secure the region.

The General Sits back in his chair. "Have you led an invasion yet Captain?"

"No sir, Why?"

"18:00 Main Hangar Bay. Dismissed"

18:00 Hrs - Main Hangar Bay - PAFD Enterprize

"Captain Daniels, Your Just on time"

The Captain Salutes the general. "Why did you need me here sir?"

"You, Will be Leading the Invasion of the region. I'm giving you 1010th, 1011th, 350th Fleets. and loading them with Army Group Foxtrot and Hotel."

"Thank you, sir. Why did you assign Army Group Foxtrot? Arent, they the Parachute Army Group?"

"Yes, they are. You're going to be dropping them into the area with the Enterprize."

"Sir arent we not allowed to let earth know of our existence? Foxtrot has to be in an atmosphere to be dropped."

"It is time Earth knew of our existence. I'll be taking a shuttle to Command. Good luck." The General Steps into a shuttle waiting behind him. The Shuttle takes of and flies towards the planet below.

18:30 Hrs - PAFD Enterprize - Bridge

"Ready Fleet for FTL Jump."

The Ship Shudders, a dull hum turns to the Roar of the FTL Drive.

"Engage"

all sounds stop, The Ship and the ships around it are Launched forward at 10 times the speed of light.

OOC: sorry I made a mistake I didn’t know you were from space.
Nothing personal but that is not really good for this particular RP(I have been in other RPs with it that I liked though). Please leave.
This post shall not be counted.

[Saranidia]

Erika peered down her scope. An Ausinian soldier was in her crosshair.
"Long way from home, eh...?"
She fired, the bullet splashing his brains against the wall.

“Goddamnit! Their’s a sniper!” The private next to him yelled, “Take bloody cover!”
Everyone ran and hid behind two MBTs and troop carrier as another shot hit the ground. “Jesus, where is he? Did we get him?” The Lieutenant asked , “No Ma’am, he still on the other side of the tank,” a sergeant replied.
“Good god, we need him back here, get him out of here.”
“Ma’am, I I thinks he’s dead ma’am, our first Ausinian casual-“
He was cut short when another shot hit the tank engine and exploded. “Right we need to get that solider, get the tank crew and get back to a safe place where we can medical evac them out, and get position on that sniper, call in our allies, do they know?”

They mange to get the solider, the sniper distracted with reloading, but the tank crew were completely lost to the fire inside. They carried the solider back to a safe place.

Al Saranidi medics protected by anti-armour infantry armed with RPGs tended to the Ausinian wounded.

[Danceria]

-To the Half-Of-My-Heart, Fatimah Al-Ghadaffi

Not a single day goes by without my thinking of you, and whenever I renew my strength, I look to the Almighty, and thereafter the beauty He made in you. While the doctors of the mobile hospital I now find myself in would say otherwise, when I guarded the Holy Dome of the Rock, the thought of seeing it stand for our children and their children to safely wonder at the Miracle of the Night, I felt as invincible as any in the Heavenly Hosts.

For now, the war is not going well, for the indiacriminate bombing of the Holy City continues even now as I write this letter. These faranji merely imitate their ancestors, and though I am happy to say there are a thousand Saladins amidst our ever growing ranks, I am saddened deeply they there are no Lion-Hearted Richards.

By the time this letter reaches you, we would have withdrawn from Yerushalaim, leaving only a smouldering pile of ruins of their own making. Thus is the inheritance of Babylon, and all who oppose the Believers! They may gain the city, but the country surrounding them, and indeed the world, bays at Da'oud's(PBUH) gate! Your prayers and love are all I need to know to keep fighting.

- A fellow servant,

Suleiman

P.S. If there is any manner of message or post from the Prusso-Polish Commonwealth, please send it as soon as possible

Wincing as he stretched his ankle, the cast surrounding his leg would hinder his movement. A casualty of seeing more APCs safely evacuate the civilians. Now, the next part of Suleiman's gambit can begin...

[Ausinia]

“Today, we remember Alex Amander. A father. A son, but also a man protecting those who could not protect themselves,” the priest said as the coffin was lowered. His two sons and wife was crying. They knew what had happened, really. He was shot in cold blood by an anti-material rifle.

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By Skylar Heathrow, Meridian
Today one man was killed by a lone sniper. They were carrying an anti-material rifle. One man . This high power rifle did more then kill that man, and while you can guess what happened, this action was not nessecary.

[Polish Prussian Commonwealth]

“Today, we remember Alex Amander. A father. A son, but also a man protecting those who could not protect themselves,” the priest said as the coffin was lowered. His two sons and wife was crying. They knew what had happened, really. He was shot in cold blood by an anti-material rifle. A rifle so unnecessary that Ausinia was now not only condemning the crusaders, but also the Polish Prussian Commonwealth.

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By Skylar Heathrow, Meridian
Today one man and a tank crew were killed by a lone sniper. They were carrying an anti-material rifle. One man and a tank crew. This high power rifle did more then kill that man, and while you can guess what happened, this action was not nessecary. We have offically condemned the Polish Prussian Commonwealth

OOC: ...You're not supposed to know that she's from the Commonwealth.

[Saranidia]

-To the Half-Of-My-Heart, Fatimah Al-Ghadaffi

Not a single day goes by without my thinking of you, and whenever I renew my strength, I look to the Almighty, and thereafter the beauty He made in you. While the doctors of the mobile hospital I now find myself in would say otherwise, when I guarded the Holy Dome of the Rock, the thought of seeing it stand for our children and their children to safely wonder at the Miracle of the Night, I felt as invincible as any in the Heavenly Hosts.

For now, the war is not going well, for the indiacriminate bombing of the Holy City continues even now as I write this letter. These faranji merely imitate their ancestors, and though I am happy to say there are a thousand Saladins amidst our ever growing ranks, I am saddened deeply they there are no Lion-Hearted Richards.

By the time this letter reaches you, we would have withdrawn from Yerushalaim, leaving only a smouldering pile of ruins of their own making. Thus is the inheritance of Babylon, and all who oppose the Believers! They may gain the city, but the country surrounding them, and indeed the world, bays at Da'oud's(PBUH) gate! Your prayers and love are all I need to know to keep fighting.

- A fellow servant,

Suleiman

P.S. If there is any manner of message or post from the Prusso-Polish Commonwealth, please send it as soon as possible

Wincing as he stretched his ankle, the cast surrounding his leg would hinder his movement. A casualty of seeing more APCs safely evacuate the civilians. Now, the next part of Suleiman's gambit can begin...

Fatimah writes back she says

“to my Chevalier-King
Every day I think of your heroism. I will definitely be grateful for your courage when you return.”

[New Tussia]

"General Kravchenko, the tanks are ready... should we begin?" -Major Michael Costa
"Yes, Major. Move in the T-115s first."
100 Tanks with 50 mm thick armor, 80 mm gun, and a .50 cal machine gun start moving supported by XS2 Goliath suits.
The artillery moves to target the North, where they are entering as 50,000 troops begin pushing in with .75 Sniper support.
The rest of the troops begin moving to the East and West

[Saranidia]

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Palestinian fighters mobilizing across the west bank to prepare for combat (click bottom picture to play accompanying music)

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Across Palestine awaiting Khataiyi advisors the unified Jabhat Ansar al-Quds rallied multiple armed resistance factions mainly from the Popular Resistance Committees, Fatah and Hamas with Communist and Pro-Iranian factions excluded under Khataiyi orders and Hamas only accepted given the nature of the situation as Hamas is considered by Khataiy to be an Iranian puppet. Khataiyi agents had supplied PRC and Fatah for years with weapons and during the mobilization plans were being made to storm Jerusalem from multiple directions and carry out a series of armed attacks on Israeli settlements in the west bank to take hostages to use as ransom and leverage while homemade rockets began firing at various locations to wage a psychological campaign of fear.

Plans were also being drawn up to attack Slick Works Well Control Company and to burn more oil wells to hurt Israel economically and to create a smoke screen so enemy air craft can't see the ground.

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From: Abu Hattam al-Maqdisi
To:Miriam Khan
My dear sister yes I will take you as my second wife

Miriam Khan says “ok.”

OOC: Israel as such doesn’t exist anymore in this.
If you mean attacking the mostly Jewish areas that used to constitute Israel then ok.

[Captaincy of Calidia]

As the battle raged on, a couple Calidian medics made sure there were no injuries caused by the explosion. The Calidians loosely put their barrier back up.

Nearby, a Calidian fighter pilot misinterpreted the explosion of the distant oil rig as an attack on neutral forces. Assuming that the attack was from the Crusader forces by directional inference, he turned his jet towards the battle.

"Neutral and friendly forces struck by Charlie artillery!" The pilot called over the radio. "Permission to engage?"

"I didn't see any artillery anywhere. Guess I missed some. Permission granted!" replied the Captain of air squadron. "Engage!" He gave estimated coordinates of the enemy's position.

The lone Dassault Rifle began taking a gradually sloped dive towards the distant battlefield. He mumbled a prayer.

With the sound of a roaring engine and the howl of a machine gun several hundred meters above, the fighter jet let loose a stream of heavy fire from its mounted gun down upon the Crusaders.

[Saranidia]

Saranidia offers the peace keepers “any assistance they need.”

[Polish Prussian Commonwealth]

Erika swore as the Dassault Rafale zoomed overhead. "JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!"
Conveniently, her voice could be heard from those currently fighting, including Suleiman.

OOC: The rest of you can now assume that she is female, as well as her general location, but you do not know that she is from the Commonwealth, or anything else, unless you are Danceria.