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Free Terran Anti-Piracy In The Philippine Sea (MT|PMT Open)

A staging-point for declarations of war and other major diplomatic events. [In character]
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Free Terran Anti-Piracy In The Philippine Sea (MT|PMT Open)

Postby Free Terra » Thu Aug 11, 2022 11:22 pm

November 4th, 2075
Free Terran Shipping Vessel Argosy (SV-19463), Between the Islands of Basilian and Jolo, Philippine Sea


It was a dim 4 AM local time when helmsman Lawrence Grozny was navigating these southeast Asian islands. Something he has been doing for 19 years almost to the month. Sure, this particular strait was one he hadn’t been through since before the GFRFT has been involved in local military disputes, but those were over and done. All he had to worry about was the trade union dispute that changed their course from the Malaccas to Formosa. Their product, in this case being copper wiring, could be adequately distributed abroad from there without worrying about the dockworker disputes in Indochina. Just another thing that this whole socialist regime pretended to care about, wasn’t his business that the local tariff rate went up for Free Terran goods recently, or that those strikes and union activities coincided with the local authority’s election cycle. Either way, he was distracted from this internal political debate when the ship’s onboard radio crackled to life.

“Larry, are we off the transit course?” The second mate, some greenhorn who’s name Larry forgot two days ago, asked aloud. “No, Sir. GPS and weather buoys are telling me we’re on course just fine, what’s going on?” The panic in the second mate’s voice was real as he could faintly hear a chirping siren. That siren became louder once the second mate’s voice came through, it sounded like he was next to a fire truck. “Wake the Captain up, there’s an old yacht with guns on it! They’re just off the port side stern! Oh god they’re-!” The gunfire followed by a dim sound like firecrackers from behind the bridge sent Larry into a panic. He immediately flipped the panic switches on and started the emergency siren. “All hands to emergency positions! All hands to emergency positions! We have boarders! We have boarders!”

At 9 AM Local Time, a video was sent to the Free Terran International Shipping Agency.

VIDEO TRANSCRIPT AS FOLLOWS

The camera cold-opens to several bound and gagged civilian sailors, several with visible bruises.

"We, the Free People under the Reborn and Righteous Abu Sayyaf, have captured your imperialist godless crew."

A small cheer is heard from behind the camera, and several masked fighters are revealed behind the sailors.

"We demand a ransom of one hundred and fifty million credits to be paid in cryptocurrencies. We have a wallet attached to this video."

The bottom left corner of the video had a trio of 16-digit wallet codes for three different cryptocurrencies.

"We have already killed three of them. We will kill another every week that you ignore us. The cargo has been seized and their ship will serve to further our affairs.
We demand recognition of our sovereign Islamic Republic. Your ships travelling here will pay the ceremonial Jizya.
If you do not pay the ransom within the month we start the killing. These apostates cannot be allowed on holy ground, and your vile godless empire cannot be allowed in our waters."



"There is one God, and Muhammad is his prophet."


Public support, needless to say, was not difficult to acquire for the oncoming intervention. An emergency hearing was called of the senate and congress. A short majority only attained due to the expansion of the Isposito Conflict guaranteed mobilization. The 9th Fleet would depart from Guam within the week. The actual Navy would need to handle this, as this was technically an international deployment. The Coast Guard was unable to interfere.

November 29th, 2075
FTN Eureka (FTN NCGR-78), Expeditionary Flotilla of the Free Terran 9th Fleet, Transit Course Through Mindanao EEZ


The FTN Eureka, a state-of-the-art Cruiser fitted with a nuclear reactor, hypersonic missiles, VLS cruise missiles and a railgun, was very likely overkill. So were the three conventionally-powered destroyer escorts with similar capability, the five frigate pickets capable of drone launches and anti-submarine warfare, and the tanker for the conventionally fueled escort fleet. Considering the S.O.S.T.E.D. team in the VTOL craft were the actual payload, sent to go save the hostages, and that the Eureka's escorts would simply be monitoring civilian ships in the area of operations, Commodore Alfred Maxwell was bored. The Admiral of the 9th Fleet had sent his Flotilla to gauge the international reaction to Free Terran military hardware in the Philippines without putting carriers, nuclear submarines and railgun battleships in another country's territorial waters.

The VTOL Gunships all launched from the backs of the Eureka and her escort destroyers at once, flying directly to the Island of Jolo, and activating ECM pods to disrupt any primitive RADAR systems. The side doors all opened in unison over the hostiles to allow the power-armored troops to rappel down into the compound. The squads were quick and efficient, using their advanced optics equipment to find and neutralize hostiles as they swept through. Their presence was known very soon into their raid, and all haste was made to approach the warehouse the hostages were considered most likely to be house on satellite imagery. The S.O.S.T.E.D. strike team charged through the sheet metal siding of the warehouse with their tough power-armor causing a panic among the insurgents. Gunfire echoed loudly in the dark as the insurgents were felled one by one. The hostiles had done their dark work days before, if the color of the corpses was anything to go by.

Command was correct in their assumption about the capabilities of this militia, but the hostages were long dead before they had arrived. The warehouse itself was a mass grave. "Tactical, mission failed, OPFOR slew the civvies before we even arrived." The squad's joint terminal attack controller reported back to the Commodore. "Well that complicates things. Take as much photo and video evidence as possible while you boys are ahead of schedule. Wrap up there and then exfiltrate at the original rendezvous point, neutralize anyone in the way at your own discretion. Once you're out we'll level the compound and the gunships will perform hunter/killer missions around the island. Any ships or structures around Jolo that you boys designate for our drones will be dispatched with railgun fire."
DEFCON:
0: [ ] CLASSIFIED
1: [ ] FIRST STRIKE AUTHORIZED
2: [ ] TOTAL WAR
3: [X] WAR
4: [ ] DIPLOMATIC CONFLICT
5: [ ] PEACE
MT/PMT
Intervention in Cypriot-Rhodes: Pro-IUN Regime Elected, Cypriot-Rhodes Dissolved as a Nation within months due to externally funded coup attempts. Refugees hosted in Free Terra, region currently in anarchy.
Wars of 2060-2070: Won
2075 Intervention in Isposito: Ongoing
2075 Philippine Sea Policing Action: Ongoing

Tech: Postmodern
Former Premier of The Union of Red Nations, New General Secretary of The Union of Red Nations
If I used NS Stats the fairness breaks. I'm as far along as the guys in "Antiquity" were when I joined.
Founder and Permanent Member of the International Union of Nations
No, I haven't given up on The Glorious Terran Empire

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Postby Free Terra » Sun Aug 14, 2022 8:43 pm

December 7th, 2075
FTN Eureka (FTN NCGR-78), Expeditionary Flotilla of the Free Terran 9th Fleet, Trespassing In Minandao EEZ


"Are they still whining about the territorial rights?" Commodore Maxwell was tired of the constant posturing by the local government. "Tell them that any attempts to interfere with our policing action will be met with force. Any action that endangers this fleet or any of its affiliated elements is to be considered an act of war upon the Great Federal Republic of Free Terra." This was the third diplomatic protest to the peacekeeping effort that had come out of the Island Government. The 9th Fleet wouldn't even be here had the local government taken the insurgent risk seriously. The past week had been tracking down these radicals and pirates, and bombing or raiding their hideouts. The Argosy, the vessel that started this whole operation, had to be sunk because it had been converted into a mothership for skiffs. The paperwork that debacle generated just to get the FTISA its insurance money caused the Commodore's hand to cramp.

"Have we gotten the approval for the Barker to join us here in the 9th?" The XO asked for the ninth time today. "No word yet, can you at least wait until I'm leaving command of the Eureka before you start drooling over the command chair?" It was annoying. The FTN Jamal Barker, or FTN CVNGR-01 was a state-of-the art supercarrier named in honor of the former president. It had a full complement of aircraft, two short-range railguns for ballistic missile interception, and five hypersonic missile tubes. It was a massive upgrade from the Eureka's small VTOL deck and dedicated railgun barrage platform. Command of the Barker would also legitimize his upcoming promotion to the higher admiralty. Maxwell was chomping at the bit for that prestigious command.

The tactical officer chimed in to break the daydreaming.

"Vessel transiting from the west, coming into our area of operation. Minandao Regional Coastguard haven't mobilized or hailed yet." Just one? Surely this past week of causing hell for the IUN diplomats in Asia wouldn't be ended or complicated with one vessel. "Unidentified vessel bearing southeast, twenty-seven nautical miles South-Southwest of Negros. You're approaching the Great Federal Republic of Free Terra's 9th Fleet, operating under executive order of the Department of Defense of Free Terra to police these waters. Please submit your Ship Identification, Crew Manifest, Business Paperwork, and Transit Path. Failure to comply will result in your vessel being subject to forceful actions, including but not limited to, communications interference, boarding, or bombardment. You have fifteen minutes to respond."
DEFCON:
0: [ ] CLASSIFIED
1: [ ] FIRST STRIKE AUTHORIZED
2: [ ] TOTAL WAR
3: [X] WAR
4: [ ] DIPLOMATIC CONFLICT
5: [ ] PEACE
MT/PMT
Intervention in Cypriot-Rhodes: Pro-IUN Regime Elected, Cypriot-Rhodes Dissolved as a Nation within months due to externally funded coup attempts. Refugees hosted in Free Terra, region currently in anarchy.
Wars of 2060-2070: Won
2075 Intervention in Isposito: Ongoing
2075 Philippine Sea Policing Action: Ongoing

Tech: Postmodern
Former Premier of The Union of Red Nations, New General Secretary of The Union of Red Nations
If I used NS Stats the fairness breaks. I'm as far along as the guys in "Antiquity" were when I joined.
Founder and Permanent Member of the International Union of Nations
No, I haven't given up on The Glorious Terran Empire

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Postby Free Terra » Wed Aug 24, 2022 11:03 pm

December 7th, 2075
FTN Eureka (FTN NCGR-78), Expeditionary Flotilla of the Free Terran 9th Fleet, Trespassing In Minandao EEZ


"Unidentified vessel bearing southeast, twenty-six nautical miles South-Southwest of Negros. You're now trespassing in the Defense Zone of the Great Federal Republic of Free Terra's 9th Fleet. Turn off your engines and prepare for boarding parties. Any hostile action will be met with lethal force. Submit to this security sweep now or be destroyed.”

The away team suited up in their powered armor and boarded their VTOL craft. The aircraft took off with a thump and the squads looked from the open side door to see two other craft, likely with their own compliments of marines aboard to quicken the process of sweeping this cargo freighter. The crew seemed to be in a panic when they saw the three aircraft approaching. Some men scurried quickly into the hill of the ship, one man walked onto the deck and waved the marines down as they rappelled.

He spoke mandarin, the heads up display translating. As he began yelling at them about their pass being fine for the Minandao EEZ, the Sergeant explained that they were warned several times about the policing action in this sea zone.
“<You spiteful Americans come here to hurt us and we have nothing. We’re trying to make a delivery to Papua and you get in the way with your guns and your armor! We’re decent people, now get off our ship and leave us be!>”
The suit was only good for conversational mandarin, but the Sergeant responded as best he could.
“<If you aren’t bringing weapons or contraband close to our fleet, then you have nothing to fear. You were told to stay away and you didn’t care enough then. Care enough now and we won’t need to be violent. You know nothing good comes from trying to fight. Next time listen to the radio and stay out of our way! Now get back and keep your hands out in the open.>”

He motioned for his squadmates to begin clearing the ship as two stayed behind. The VTOL gunships stayed around in an orbit path, door gunners ready in case something went wrong.

Eventually something did, a container not rated for it was venting a lot of carbon dioxide. The Marines in their powered armor grabbed and wrenched the lock off of its chains, seeing several naked children packed like sardines. “Sergeant, we’ve got a human trafficking ring here. Don’t let anyone leave. We’re detaining these two pieces of shit here and we’re gonna make sure the kids here are safe. Advise rounding up the rest of the crew and lining them up on the deck.”

As the call went out, Maxwell scrunched his face up in disgust. “Call our contacts in the IUN Refugee Relief program. We don’t have the food to keep them much more than a few weeks.” More paperwork was in store for the Commodore, it seems. The crew was incarcerated and any known fugitives were sent to their home countries, those without a paper trail were deported on a separate craft back to Free Terran controlled Guam, to serve sentences of public service for the foreseeable future.

Two more containers were discovered to have people, several the victims of human trafficking, presumably sex trafficking. Some were more likely indentured servants, determined by the fact that all had unmarked work jumpsuits on and false work visas for the local government in Papua. This kind of documentation would justify a massive intervention, but unfortunately for Maxwell, he had to wait at this damnable trade route to keep peace as the IUN understood it.
DEFCON:
0: [ ] CLASSIFIED
1: [ ] FIRST STRIKE AUTHORIZED
2: [ ] TOTAL WAR
3: [X] WAR
4: [ ] DIPLOMATIC CONFLICT
5: [ ] PEACE
MT/PMT
Intervention in Cypriot-Rhodes: Pro-IUN Regime Elected, Cypriot-Rhodes Dissolved as a Nation within months due to externally funded coup attempts. Refugees hosted in Free Terra, region currently in anarchy.
Wars of 2060-2070: Won
2075 Intervention in Isposito: Ongoing
2075 Philippine Sea Policing Action: Ongoing

Tech: Postmodern
Former Premier of The Union of Red Nations, New General Secretary of The Union of Red Nations
If I used NS Stats the fairness breaks. I'm as far along as the guys in "Antiquity" were when I joined.
Founder and Permanent Member of the International Union of Nations
No, I haven't given up on The Glorious Terran Empire


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