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The Reaching Hand of Darkness; Operation Titan begins
Topic Started: Jun 14 2009, 02:09 PM (2,803 Views)
Alberto
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Two men sat in front of general Zivkovic, who looked at them surprised .
First of all h edidn't know who they were, he didn't know how they got into his office and he didn't know what they wanted from him .
The two men had a Dominion Army uniform from a Kasnyan refiment, but as soon as they started to talk in Bohemian the general understood that they were Marslavan connationals .
He didn't however know the answer to his three questions as the two men identified themselves as " true patriots " .
One of them lit a cigarette " Don't worry general General, this discussion is not resistrated, the Dominion intelligence won't be able to hear this " he said " we are going to be frank with you as we know that you are a good servant of His Majesty .
He kindly demands that you respect the oath thay you have given when you started your carreer . "
General Zivkovic didn't yet understand what he was asked to do, bu the understood that something was happening in Prague .
The other man then continued to talk .

" His Majesty needs the IXth Army to be operational and in the best possible conditions for the upcoming events . You must stop any offensive against Mehnad and prepare to strike against the oppressors at the right moment "
General Zivkovic finally understood, they were from the MIS and they brought the orders of the Grand Duke .
" Only the half of the command of the IXth Army is Marslavan and the European effectives of the army are only three fourths of the effectives . The reliability of the IXth Army would be doubtful in case of traumatic events "
" We understand this general, it is up to you to neutralise the command, we believe that everybody is tired of the war . If you offer to the Marslavans and the Rafzakaelians the chance of finishing it, they will follow you " said one of the two men
" I wouldn't be so sure, we need to plan carefully all of it "
" We will deal with the main foreign officers, " answered one of the two men " the MIS has a lot of contacts even among the foreigners of the IXth Army, however what we ask you is just to stay quiet and keep intact your army, shortly events will take a new path "

While this happened in the office of the general the IXth Army was indeed quiet, consolidating its positions in Germany .
Meanwhile the VIIIth Army continued its advance on the Konoshian frontlines, without suspecting that the Konoshians had more than one surprise for them....
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OOC- At best you'd be able to get the IX Army to destroy itself, since it has a multiethnic make up just to prevent this sort of thing. Sounds good regardless though...

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Having reached the Menhadien border, an order was given to the forward units to destroy EVERYTHING in their path. This would not be a campaign. It would be a bulldozer, one that would, as it did with most of Germany, wipe Menhad from the face of the earth, as it had in Asia, the Middle East, and in Africa.

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In the meantime, pressure increased against the coast of Germany, the only sector of the German Empire still holding against the Dominion. By now, Kaiser Fritz and Kaiserin Anna had fled to the fortified city of Cologne, just before it became in danger of being flanked entirely...

The Kasnyian Netherlands coastline was fighting with all its strength, but it seemed like the Dominion was starting to finally close in...

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The success in Belgium continued. By now, the supply line from the Dominion to Brussels had been severed, and the Dominion had finally given up the territory for lost. Yvenlais had taken whatever territory had been agreed to in secret between itself and Kasnyia, while the rest, with the exception of Brussels itself, was under Kasnyian control. Knowing this, they sent a transmission to the remnant of the Porcuian forces in the city.

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Surender now, and your lives will be spared.

Prime Minister Lionel Karschburg,
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"Work is the curse of the drinking classes."

The battered remnants of the Porcuian Continental Army fortified the outskirts of the old city in case the request to surrender was denied by the Duce. These men had not known victory of any sense. For months they had fought tenaciously for every hill and every channel of the small territory wedged between Kasnyia and Yvelinais, inflicting as much damage as they could yet retreating back every step of the way. Now with just the majestic city under his control, Colonel-General Graziani knew that the final curtain had fallen. Praying that the Duce was still a sane man, despite his increasing age and frailty, the general sent his request to surrender.

Four hours later, a simple message was sent back by OWK, the bold signature of the Duce affixed to the bottom.

TOP SECRET
Oberkommando der Wehrmacht
Your request for surrender of the Continental Army has been approved.


Graziani hoped that his captors would treat his men well and with respect, as he had always made sure that foreign prisoners of war were well taken care of. Indeed the entire Wehrmacht followed this tradition, for it was officially part of protocol, as with the tradition of only striking military targets. The best was hoped for.

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It only took a few days for the Abwehr and the entire Wehrmacht to realize that the Kasnyians had broken their transmission codes, no doubt saving themselves from catastrophic defeat in Southern Scandinavia. The Russians too benefited immensely from the Kasnyian breakthrough for while most Porcuian naval activity occurred in the Western Baltic, Dominion supplies were coordinated and shipped to Porcu in the Eastern Baltic area. Porcu proper was in fine shape herself but Dominion supplies were still very much welcome in continuing the offensive against Scandinavian Kasnyia. Five days after the Porcuian codes were broken, approximately 17,000 tons of supplies were sunk by Russian ships on one occasion because they had received prior notification from Kasnyian intelligence about Dominion supply movements to Porcu.

The Kriegsmarine also paid a heavy toll for the loss of the advantage the encryption codes brought. By the end of the month, seventeen submarines were destroyed along with four destroyers and four cruisers. These losses paled in comparison to the loss, symbolically, of the aircraft carrier Henning Carlsson, namesake of the Duce himself.

Grand Admiral Morel did not give up however, despite such serious losses in the first few weeks after the transmission codes were broken. With ample promises from Admiral Koenraad and the Abwehr that another, better code was being developed the Porcuian navy fought on.
Edited by Porcu, Jul 2 2009, 03:50 PM.
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OOC: Didn't know where to post this, but I just wanted to note that I went on an unexpected trip. I'm back now, and will be making a post ((Probably just editing this one into IC)) tonight.
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A few miles west of Cartagena, Iberia...

Having such success, abet through great efforts on the part of the Coalition and namely Russia, the Russians left Cordoba in the capable administrative hands of its once ruling Roman administrators. Military personnel was left behind to help administer the peace of course but few men were spared for this task. The truth was there were still many Catholics left occupying Iberia. Luckily much of the unrecognized areas of Iberia, those places where mere village and city administration was supreme law, had been liberated by the Coalition forces. Most were now nearing the eastern coastline. For the Russians their new acquired target as the ancient and all important Mediterranean city of Cartagena.

It was an impressive port city, protected by ancient walls and modern military installations. Its importance was that both in ancient times and now it served as a major naval installation for Dominion forces out at sea and would prove as a valuable acquisition to give back to the Roman Empire, in continuing gestures of good faith and loyalty the Tsar was making in the direction of the Roman Emperor. The Russian commanders now spying the city from a distance knew it would be no easy task. The Catholics ere utilizing the walls and naval forts to their advantage. They had also begun a strategy of using native Roman citizens as human shields. After all, in the minds of the Catholics they were heretics that deserved such a fate. Still, the Russian commanders could not help but wonder if such actions were truly sanctions by the Caesar in Genesis City.

It did not matter though, not really. The Russians with their Coalition allies would get into that city one way or another. They decided to soften up the target first, with a aerial bombardment and then several hours of artillery fire. This would certainly create holes in the walls and soften the forts defenses as well. They're biggest obstacle would be if any ships, missile cruiser in particular, were still in the harbor. Their guns and missile complements would certainly prove to be a deadly problem to solve. Russians commanders instructed the bombers to hit anything in the harbor, they wanted nothing still afloat. The bomb run would hit in the early hours and end just before dawn. At the first sign on light the artillery commanders would take that as a green signal and begin their own attack.

Russian commanders hoped to be moving into the city by lunch.
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The Kasnyians accepted the surrender and treated the prisoners well, sending them to Iceland, which Menhad had allowed for use as a penal colony for captured soldiers as they were debriefed and sent to other prisons around the world.

However, it was the only good news to come to the Kasnyian forces in the mainland, as a few weeks later, the Dominion finally flanked Cologne in its entirety, cutting off the city from the coastline. And soon, Zusek's 5th Army, denied of being able to fortify Belgium, would now make Kasnyia and Germany pay by pushing them right into the sea...

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The Installation,
Karlsburg, Kasnyian Scandanavia


"They've bypassed the Cologne defenses," Rothschild stated, "They blitzed the coast. Forward units of the 5th Army are already in Amsterdam."

"Send in the Type 64s. I don't care if the pilots are still training, we need everyone. I also want the Zorlin to ready its guns and prepare for siege combat," replied Halschmann, his expression stone-like.

"Yes sir."

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Will continue later.
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The victory over the Porcuians in Belgium took a long, long time, however it was well worth the effort. With Belgium falling into Coalition hands, the enemy had been expelled from the Low Countries, and Yvelines had the opportunity to liberate the French-speaking population of Wallonia. The Walloons reveled at the new regime ushered in by the Republic. Making the administration of Wallonia one of the top goals of the war effort, the Walloon resistance leader Jean-Luc Dadier was appointed governor of the territory of the protectorate of Wallonia.

With the northern liberation being completed, the time had arrived to make new invasions. With the defense of the north no longer being a necessary objective, the Yvelinais shifted their attention to the south- for the liberation of Southern France. The Catholics had swiftly occupied the territory during their invasion of the Roman Empire. Now, the time to bring freedom to the southern half of France was in order.

Millions of men were prepped for the invasion. The fighting was expected to be much heavier than that seen on the Belgian front. The brotherhood felt with the occupied, however, was undeniable. The southern territories had been separated from Yvelines ever since the revolution- when the Romans occupied the territory and held it under the regimes of kings and emperors. The tyranny and tragedy continued. However, the Yvelinais forces now prepared to invade Southern France were excited at the prospect of bringing liberty to their countrymen.

And so millions of men lined up, backed by thousands of tanks, aircraft, and artillery pieces, as they prepared to act as missionaries of democracy. The Genesian forces would have to be obliterated. At 0 hour, the formerly quiet front that had existed between the two Frances exploded, as Yvelinais artillery and aircraft began their two-day barrage on enemy military installments, paving the way for the entry of the Republic's ground forces.
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Major General Anatoly Dironov was in the first line, overseing the offensive of the Moravians against Konosha .

Weeks of bombings had weakened their lines and he was sure that an offensive in the center of their formation, in order to break into the Konoshian plains in few hours .

After another bombing thirty divisions were launched against the enemy lines, at first all seemed to go according to the plans but suddently...
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Thousands upon thousands of Marslavian and Dominion troops entered Konosha, meeting with unopposed resistance, as they quickly moved they're way through the countryside. They didn't know of the trap they were about to spring...

A few miles up in the sky, a Konoshian AWACS silently skirted across the clouds, keeping a close eye on the advancing enemy formation. The pilot held a rather large and bulky device in his hand, with a large red button, he had been instructed to press the green button when the light turned green. The light would turn green when a majority of the bombs detected a presence around them, a human presence. He knew it would turn green soon, and he would be allowed to send all of those Dominion bastards to hell where they belonged. He saw no worse fate for what they have done to him...

"Sir!" The copilot said, "Its green!"

The pilot shook his head back into reality, and stared at the remote in his lap, the light was indeed green. He scowled as he grabbed the remote, but inside he was happy. He was the one that got to exstinguish thousands of enemy soldiers, perfect. He pressed the button. Simultaneously exactly 98, 25,000 lbs, thermobaric firebombs spewed out they're deadily mist into the air. For some Dominion soldiers who were fortunate enough to be standing closely to the bombs, it looked as if oil was shooting out of the ground. They didn't know the pain they would feel in the next few seconds...

As the mist shot from the tanks, a flamable mixture was quickly introduced, lighting all of the flamable mist aflame. The great backdraft created by the flame sucked some men in to the hell storm, other men simply flew through the air. It was as if Konosha had unleashed blackholes upon the Dominion advance, but they were much worse than mere blackholes.

Boom.

Huge fire balls exploded in all directions, turning anything within 100 meters into glass. No man who was 500 meters too close was spared, men could feel they're skin melting from they're bones, feel they're blood boiling inside of they're veins, falling apart as the heat dismantled they're bodies. Almost 15 miles away, 500,000 battle hardened Konoshian war veterens could see the fireballs ignite the sky. They stood in awe, but quickly they loaded themselves onto APC's and Shadows to go meet the enemy on true Konoshian ground, hell.

Those Dominion soldier who were lucky enough to survive the explosions just looked at the wall of flame, but they knew that they must advance for beyond that curtain of fire lay Aloysha, the heart of Konosha. But the Dominion would be in for more pain as they crept into Konosha...
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Three weeks later.

With victory close at hand, Zusek ordered the entirety of the 5th Army to be thrown against the Kasnyian forces holding at the coast. Taking Kasnyia here would allow him to eliminate the remnants of Germany as well as retake Belgium and open yet another front against the French.

This was a gamble stacked mightily in his favor.

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Fighters combed the area ahead, fighting Gekko gunships everywhere. It was realized by the pilots early on that an AI was being used to control the aircraft, which was why they were so successful now after having been considered a fluke. This realization caused the pilots to plan not to attack it, but rather have the aircraft outsmart either themselves or each other, with the Coalition fighters playing bait, to great effect. With the Genesians unskilled in the programming of the AI, they did not need to fear a change in behavior, unless it was one of the newer models, the ones fitted with the dreaded Hammerhead torpedo. In which case things became difficult very quickly, and scores of fighters were lost.

The surface warships of the Coalition were not in such a good position, however. The Genesian navy had now decided to launch a counter attack, making a head on play against the fleet by thowing overwhelming numbers of otherwise obsolete fighter craft with Gekkos hidden among them like a wolf among sheep. Since this counter offensive by the Genesians began, two dozen ships had been lost to only a handful of their own.

The new Coalition Fleet commander had his hands full.

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The Menhadien campaign began in earnest, and now nearly a third of Denmark had been utterly annihilated of all civil and enemy military presence. The fight was tough, but for Jan Volehr in Grozny, it was worth every drop of blood. The 8th Army would be sure to eliminate the insult that was Menhad.

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Menhad, let's start this glorious battle.
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Cartagena, Iberia...

Russian strategy with the port city had worked, and now along with other coalition forces following the Russian group they were making good time in securing the all important port to the Mediterranean. It would help serve the Mediterranean fleet now serving the Coalition farther east both with supplies and a safe harbor for repairs. What interested the Russians the most was that during the bombing campaign, coalition bombers spotted ships that were not of Dominion design. In fact they were quite the opposite of Dominion design, Russian and Roman to be exact. Just as the Kasnyians had predicted, the Dominion having taken this part as well as Barcelona had been moving ships here, ships that they did not destroy in the invasion, to be refitted for use.

This sparked great hoped throughout the Russian string of command, especially back in Moscow and the naval ministry that some remnants of the Mediterranean fleet once station in Barcelona had survived and was not yet in Dominion use. If more ships like this could be found along the eastern coastline and especially back in Barcelona then the Coalition could send more ships to the fight in the Mediterranean that is to say, so long as they ships had yet been stripped. Of those in the harbor at Cartagena, eight looked as if they had not yet been made nonoperational though in total 20 ships were in the harbor that were of Russian and Roman design.

Russians commanders believe coalition forces would be in the dockyards in another day or so, and they hoped that the Catholics along with their Dominion allies would not destroy the ships. It was with that terrible thought in mind that ground commanders pushed their men hard to make it to the harbor before dawn of the following day.
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Outside the port city of Alacant, Iberia

Sergeant Alexander Lynton crouched in a hastily dug foxhole while shells screamed overhead. Farther forward, those shells landed within the city of Alacant, hopefully wounding some men before they got the chance to wound him. Lieutenant Danzil hurried over, bent at the waist.

"Have your squad ready. When the whistle blows we go forward." Off he hurried to the next sergeant. Lynton glanced around at the ten men he commanded, scattered about in their own foxholes around him. He passed on the message and said a few prayers as he waited for the whistle.

A few minutes later, barely heard over the racket of the artillery, came the faint tweet of an officer's whistle. "Up! Move forward!" came the calls from various men along the front. As Lynton ran along, he heard the rumble of several tanks rushing to join the fight. A burst of flame from a building caught his eye and seconds later the harsh sound of metal bursting reached his ears, followed by the noise of ammunition cooking off inside a ruined tank. Screams of pain and horror resounded across the field as the wounded called out in multiple languages and varying degrees of profanity.

He reached the city alive, but the mad dash across the field came to a screeching halt as resistance came from every window, door, and corner. Men leap-frogged, covering one another as the rest moved up. Grenades flew through windows and doors were bust down. Lynton ducked behind a car and fired off a few rounds into a window where he thought he'd seen movement. Tanks waddled down the street, offering moving cover for the infantrymen, but drawing the fire of every third man on the street. A decidedly suicidal maniac ran out from the building he used for cover and dropped a grenade down the top hatch of a tank before being riddled with inumerous bullets. The destroyed tank blocked the road, leaving the infantry to fight this one on their own.

By nightfall the firing died down a bit. Lynton sat in a crater of a sidewalk while the survivors of his squad made their way back together. Rumors said they'd taken half the city, though he doubted it was true. He cautiously ate his rations and took first watch.
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"Work is the curse of the drinking classes."

The fall of Belgium, and Brussels more specifically, had driven the elderly Duce into quite a fit. Such a fit that the seventy-eight year old suffered from cardiac arrest in the presence of his military chiefs and died several minutes afterward, despite frantic efforts made by the field marshals and medical staff, once they arrived on site. Duce Henning Carlsson, a slightly overweight man to begin with, had recently developed a habit to burst into furious rages, flailing his arms about while cursing his advisors and staff in thick, accented Latin. This latest rage had gotten the best of him and immediately after the Duce was pronounced dead the question as to what action need be taken next was asked.

"He must be given a full state funeral! On a scale never before seen!" said one of the Duce's favorite generals, Colonel General Alexandre Michel.

This suggestion was met coldly by Field Marshals Florius and Von Regensburg, both of whom were secretly glad to see the old man dead on the floor.

Eventually it was agreed upon, with the approval of the Propaganda Minister, that the Duce would be declared a victim of a recent bombing of The Hague by Kasnyian battleships operating in the Eastern Baltic. As to the question of his successor, the Propaganda Minister Leroy Bernard, a shrewd and calculating man, posited that an immediate convening of the Fascist Grand Council was in order to decide a successor. Realizing that an incredible opportunity lay before him to rid Porcu of fascism, Field Marshal von Regensburg quickly went about to replace the party apparatus with a military junta.

(OOC: The details of this change will be RPed in "Halo")

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The turning of Kasnyian and Yvelinais armies to the south against the armies of the Caesar and the Dominion further separated the zones of combat in Europe. To the North lay Scandinavia, fully under the thumb of Porcu, while on the Continent the tide of battle continued to sway back and forth between the Dominion and the Coalition. The Kasnyian/Menhadian offensive back into Denmark had put the situation in the Western Baltic in serious peril. The Kriegsmarine, comparatively weak already as it was, was only in a position to move in a determined with air support from the Luftwaffe. This, however, became an increasingly rare possibility for the air forces stationed on the numerous Danish isles around the large peninsula of Jutland.

This is not to say the Luftwaffe was in a similar situation as the Kriegsmarine. On the contrary, air forces under the supreme command (now that the Duce was dead, though not known to anyone but OKW and a few fascist officials) of Air Marshal Meijvogel had begun in earnest to target and attack Coalition naval units operating in the Western Baltic. One such demonstration of Porcu's air capability came during an amphibious landing made by Menhadian marines on the small island of Anholt. Scant infantry defenses guarded the island but were able to call in fighter-bombers just as enemy units had landed. Despite a courageous show, the Menhadians were blown clear from the water with no casualties reported from the Luftwaffe. Those individuals lucky enough to have survived the attack were quickly taken ashore and given proper medical aid, as well as food and clean clothes before being put aside as POWs.

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In Scandinavian Kasnyia, the going had never been tougher. Aerial successes in the Baltic against naval units were mounting but at the cost that the field armies were without strong air support. For several days a strong advance was being made against the Kasnyian coastline but when intelligence received information that the defenders were preparing to cut off the salient the Porcuians were forced to withdraw back to their original positions. Despite incredible artillery and rocket attacks, the Kasnyian defensive positions held and, even worse, were able to mount strong counterattacks. These were beaten back only with an equally determined resistance. It soon became evident to the Field Marshals that only a victory in the Baltic would assure a complete victory in Scandinavia.
Edited by Porcu, Jul 5 2009, 10:02 PM.
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A wave of heat sumberged the entire army, nothing ould see and only the smell of meat, of death, could be felt .
General Dironov saw the wave taking his entire regiment and investing him .
He opened his eyes and saw his aides worryed around him, then he looked at his legs and saw that they were carbonised .
- Unite the last regiments and prepare for the defense - he said before losing conscience .

The VIIIth Army was heavely damaged and if not relieved it risked to be destroyed, soon requests of help arrived to the IXth Army which was coming to reinforce the VIIIth Army and open a new front on the Oder .
The Konoshians had to exploit immediatly their success with a fast strike if they didn't want to have the strenght of a fresh army over them .
However the morale was starting to fall down and with general Dironov wounded or even dead the Dominion forces in Konosha were in disarray .

Edited by Alberto, Jul 6 2009, 02:06 AM.
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The Konoshian commanders saw they're chance to attack and eliminate the Moravian regiment completely as they tried to regroup after the bombs engulfed most of the enemy forces. 500,000 Konoshian soldiers along with over hundreds of A-8 Tigers stormed the scorched field and began assaulting the belegured troops, killing everyone who wasn't already dead. Soldiers on the ground laser designated targets for SF-29 fighter jets, which swooped in bombed anything that was being targeted. As the Konoshian forces pushed across the blasted landscape, killing everyone in they're path, the remnants of the VIIIth who were not harmed in the initial Thermobaric explosions, quickly hurried back across the Oder to escape the Konoshian onslaught.

Russian Artillery from the coast peppered the German side of the Oder, preventing the IXth Army from clashing with the Konoshian forces, and hunkering them down in Germany to avoid further casulaties. At the end of the day, it seemed to be a Konoshian victory, but it was Phyrric at best with vast amounts of prime Konoshian farm land scorched to a glass state. Nevertheless this battle was a testament of Konosha, Konosha will remain free and defiant to the Dominion.

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Aloysha, Konosha

Dog fights could be seen all over the skies of Aloysha, as Russian and Konoshian fighter jets prevented the Dominion airforce from pounding the capital of Aloysha with airstrikes. As it stood already, the capital had been raked with bomb's killing thousands of Konoshian citizens and destroying countless buildings. President Ivanov himself was lucky to escape death, as a bomb ripped directly through the Presidential Estate, just short of reaching his military command center, which was situated below ground.

His city was aflame, his country was burning. He heard of the success from his field commanders over the Moravian defeat, and that the Konoshian 26-28th Mechanized units were prepared to strike into Germany. That wouldn't do much good though, putting 500,000 of his best men in the way of the main Dominion onslaught. Day by day thousands of soldiers died in the Southern trenches, keeping the Dominion forces preoccupied in an otherwise desolate land scape. He knew though that if there was to be one small green parcel of land still gleaming in Europe after this war, it would be Konosha, or atleast a small part of it.

However for now, he knew he would have to stay on the defensive, and wait for his Russian allies to assist in a victory.
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"Decisively Field Marshal Volehr has under-estimated the Konoshians, our first defeat in Europe is their achievement" said General Zivkovic .
Of the once proud VIIIth Army only few regiments came back, General Dironov was dispersed and the highest ranking officer who was alive was a major .

"They dispose of roughly one milion of men on the Oder" said General Kreuze, the Kasnyan second in command "it would be impossible for them to successfully cross the Oder ."
General Zivkovic nodded .
"True, general, however we must be prudent . I want all the Artillery Brigades of the Army to open fire against the advancing enemy "
General Kreuze took the phone and ordered the fire of all the artillery over the enemy .
Soon thousands of shell devastated the other bank of the Oder, but this was only the beginning .

"General Kreuze, if we prevent them from concentrating their artillery, they won't be able to support any long term attack unless they receive support from the Russians ", said the general " we have to strike back fast if we want them to not consolidate their forces "
He then watched the clock which hanged on the wall of his office
" 8 PM, general, a night of work awaits us " .

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From Cartagena to Alicante...

Victory had been achieved and in a shorter time than had been taken to capture the city of Cordoba. The Russians along with their coalition brothers secured victory when they finally reached the docks of the city. The Catholics fought hard to keep them from reaching such a point without first enduring great causalities but as more and more of Iberia now few under the flag of freedom, the Catholic war machine was dying out. Now the Catholics along with their Dominion allies controlled only a corridor which stretched from Cartagena Northward and that was all. With coalition forces, most notably the Telosanti, in Alicante and continuing to push further northward it was clear that they would no longer control Iberia in a month, maybe two months time.

The Russians did not spend much time in Cartagena once they had liberated the city. Like Cordoba they left the city under the administration of their former Roman government, with military officers left to help with the administration where they could. Once Supplies had reached up with the Russians in Cartagena and the city itself picked clean of whatever the Catholics left the Russian and coalition forces left and pushed northward. They now sought the city of Alicante to help out the Telosanti and other coalition forces fighting there.They would reached the city as dusk was quickly approaching.

The artillery fire from both sides lit the horizon as the Russians and other forces approached from the South. Much of the city had already fallen under Coalition control though once in contact with coalition commanders on the ground, Russian commanders found that the Catholics were still holding key sectors of the city. When the Russians finally got their artillery in place and began shelling these targets, it applied added pressure the Catholics did not need. Catholic Commanders feared they would be losing yet another city, something the Caesar could not afford.
Edited by NRE, Jul 9 2009, 01:51 PM.
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The Menhadien Army fought like a caged beast, a well trained and well armed beast. And with wild abandon and untamed ferocity, the Menhadiens forces fought for every inch of soil.

Menhadien Persia and Africa had gone out not with a bang but a whimper, but here in Europe, the roar of the guns would echo around the world and burn the bloody history of Menhad forever into the history book.


Civilians had two choices, fight with the army or seek refuge further inland, to stay in their homes was certain death.

No quarter was given to Dominion Soldiers, and none was expected.

OOC: Sorry, my internet has been acting screwy.
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Three months later.

Cordoba had been the straw to break the camel's back.

With 3/4 of the Catholic Military needed to secure North Africa and the Levant, what was left was charged with defending the vast motherland as well as keep control over the Iberia-Southern France sector. It was only due to the sheer size of the Genesian Army that this could even be achieved during peaceful times.

But that didn't stop Caesar Antonio from fighting tooth and nail to keep Iberia. Indeed, he had started sending more and more homeland defenders into the bloodbath of Iberia in a desperate bid to hold it.

But alas, the bid failed. And with it, the deaths of thousands came all for naught. And now Catholic Europe was nearly without an army. Once the imperators of Genesis City and Rome realized the danger, they tried to recall their vast legions from North Africa (but not the Levant, for even in this dire time, the Caesar would not weaken his iron hold over the Holy Land), but with the Coalition Fleet now in between then and quickly advancing on Sicily (with only the Dominion-donated Gekkos and its derivatives to slow them down out of caution) and the Egyptians harassing traffic in the eastern sector of the Mediterranean, reinforcements only meekly trickled in, just enough to keep Catholic Europe from imploding, but not nearly enough to recover the losses of territory, blood, and treasure in Iberia.

And for the first time in a long time, Catholic Europe was starting to falter.

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In the Mediterranean, a large battle was taking place.

Catholic Europe, desperate to reopen the supply routes so as to recall its armies in North Africa, had launched a full scale ambush of the Coalition fleet, sending nearly the entire Genesian Navy against the whole of the Coalition fleet, with the intention of gambling its own navy for the naval capabilities of what remained of the defiant and free world. And indeed, one of the fiercest naval actions ever to take place was forming up. Nearly every remaining Gekko was being utilized in a bid to sink as many ships as quickly as possible. Within a week of the initial ambush, a strange sea-borne stalemate had come about, with constant severe losses for both sides. It was anyone's battle.

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In the Kasnyian Netherlands, the entirety of the Dominion 5th Army was now marching against the final stronghold of Gassel's nemesis, the Imperial House of Aloerburg.

In the final urban stronghold of Amsterdam, buildings were aflame from the intense bombardment. The skies were grey, either of smoke or thunderclouds, one could not be sure. In the distance from the coast, the mighty Zorlin did what it could to bombard important Dominion positions being taken up closer and closer to the coast, but with the Kasnyian Army holed up in Cologne, Brussels, and Amsterdam proper, there simply wasn't enough troops to push back against the Dominion and the air dominance did not help matters. Either one or the other had to be achieved for the Zorlin's hits to do any lasting good.

And soon they would come, in the form of a single squadron of experimental fighters.

OOC-

Anyone who has played a certain 1997 N64 game will see what I'm getting at. Two things....

Will continue later.
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OOC: Eh. I might as well get a token post (or more) in so I can get the groundwork for my future Europe RPs ready.

IC:

The Srolonkans under the aristocratic syndicate that had ruled them for quite some time now had avoided much of the violence that had occurred over the years since the Dominion and Catholic wars had started. Informal signs of non-aggression had been seen on all sides in the land since things had heated up, but the syndicate began to feel threatened by the coalition forces successfully pushing through Iberia.

Juan Alberto Belloch, the Prime Minister (though really just the man in charge of the syndicate, and the current head of the Belloch family) declared a call to arms. Noting the Russian forces were getting dangerously close to Srolonkan territory, Belloch began to order raids on these forces, and told Srolonkans to give quarter and aid to any Catholic forces that were in need.

OOC: This isn’t meant to change the tide of anything. I just need this place to get its ass kicked. Uh… I guess it should technically be back on the map.
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The Siege of Valencia...

The battle of Alicante went well for Coalition forces. Telosanti troopers had made great strides into the city by the time the Russians and other Coalition forces met up with them in the coastal city. The entire campaign took almost three weeks, making it one of the shorter campaign throughout the entire Iberian war. When the dust finally settled and the last of the Catholics forces either captured or retreating, the city celebrated the liberation. It was an Esternarxian city as well as most of the villages within the region. They were a different people and a different culture than the Russians and other Coalition forces were accustom to.

Still they were a people for whom the Russians had never quarreled with and if nothing else that alone served as a point of respect for which the Russians held for these people. The control of the region was given over to the people as the Russians felt was their custom. Coalition commanders requested that forces stay to help maintain stability but the people maintained their beliefs that such help was not necessary. Instead Coalition forces withdrew back to the former borders of the region, to keep any Catholic forces from regaining control over the area. All internal matters were left to the people of Esternarx.

Now the Russians looked further north to the city of Valencia. It was a city within the region of Iberia formerly controlled and governed by the government and people of Helmetia. They were, as far as the Russians knew, a people who held a great distaste for war. Having their lands occupied was certainly a further insult and travesty for which their people were enduring. Russia hoped that their efforts in this area in liberating the city and the people would go a long way to opening up communications between the two nations.

When the Russians and the rest of the Coalition forces following their lead arrived the city was much like the rest of those from which they had came. "The city of Strength" one Russian commander said to another as he spied the city through his binoculars. The Catholics were stepping up their defenses. No doubt these defenses were with the help of Srolonkans who were reportedly helping the Catholics in their losing war. This additional help would slow down the Coalition's march North, but as far as the Russians were concerned it would not stop them. They had to reach Barcelona, failure for them was not an option.

Coalition forces surrounded the city as they had before, and after a run through by the bombers, artillery opened up hoping to soften the Catholics defenses. Though many commanders objected, it was decided that they would not attack as heavily with the artillery as they had in other less defended cities. This was in consideration for the people of Helmetia and their distaste for war. Instead the ground forces would rely more heavily on strike teams which were being led by the brave Telosanti forces that had help soften Alicante and her defense. The Coalition Commander though weary of this new approach still held on to their determination of taking Valencia in two weeks.
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Valencia, Iberia

Corporal Alexander Lynton was unhappy with his promotion. The position was previously held by a friend of his, Janton Belm, up until Janton stopped an artillery shell with his face.

Now Lynton crouched in a trench barely outside the city of Valencia. The success of Telosan's soldiers in Alicante was met with joyous relief by the higher up of the army. However, instead of a much perferred commendation, they were rewarded only with the chance to do it again. This time, though, the powers that be agreed they could take the city with minimal artillery and armor support.

This stretch of the trench was ordered to make an assault under cover of night. As the sunlight faded, Alexander marveled at the architecture of the old port, influenced by so many cultures over the centuries. He was almost glad they were sparing the city. He was sure he'd be glad they'd spared the city if he came out the other side in one piece.

At 1:00 in the morning, the men cautiously crawled out of their trenches and foxholes. Staying as low to the ground as possible, they dragged themselves across the corpse strewn ground that mockingly stood green and alive in the summer night. The Catholics had an embankment around the city, behind which lay a trench of their own. The embankment gave cover to the strike teams who silently lobbed grenades over the slight incline. With the explosion of the grenades, the slience of the innocent night was shattered by the awakening of the front. Rifles barked in the darkness, the flashes illuminating the trenches.

Lynton ran, bent at the waist in the Catholic's trench. He rounded a corner to a soldier falling back. He shot at his back and ducked back behind the corner when a machine gun opened up. It'd be a long night.

OOC: I like writing in this perspective. Any comments on how I'm doing?
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Srolonkan assistance to embattled Catholic forces in Iberia was kept to supplies, and extra-territorial raids for at least three months, but a new rally cry was considered. Having gained important industrial capabilities, the aristocracy pitched their fortunes as lines of credit for the sake of establishing a more firm war effort. What began as mere attacks on the Russian territory on the peninsula, soon turned into a total thrust. While Srolonkan forces were hardly trained, and lacked experience in heavier warfare, it would be their intent to learn quickly. Backing themselves with their numbers, new tanks, and aircraft technology that had been all but stolen from other states, they began an invasion.

OOC: NRE, if you’re not cool with this, consider this post null and void. However, it could take an unstable caffeinated boy with a shotgun to take these guys down. They’re basically gangsters with heavier machinery than they know what to do with.
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After an intense bombing campaign had torn apart the Southern-French holdings of the Cesar, Yvelinais forces were ready to launch their ground invasion. The Yvelinais had a strong sense of brotherhood with those peoples who were held captive by Catholic European tyrants. In retrospect, however, the Republic did not feel much different towards the Romans who legally "owned" the territory. "The southern French should be permitted to either self-govern, or unite with the North," was the opinion held by most in the Republic. For the time being, however, a unified France was a ways away. A war was being waged now, and the period following the war would likely see the region returned to its Roman slavers.

With the Catholic European war effort falling apart rapidly, Southern France was expected to fall with relative ease. After the bombardment had ceased, it was unknown how many enemies remained in the country, however, the Yvelinais had come prepared. With an army spanning over a million men, and a second army of almost equal girth being prepared as a second wave, the Yvelinais were ready for whatever resistance they might meet. The "shock and awe" tactics that had been used on the Belgian front were to be replicated in Southern France- that is, bombardment after bombardment was to be made, followed by tangible ground invasion. This tactic had been effective in the past, and if the Yvelinais Army commanders had anything to say about it, it would be effective yet again.
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The Battle of Amsterdam - Day 13

They came in low, and they came in fast. Rapidly, a single squad of four of the most advanced fighters ever built (and the only ones of their kind at that), descended below the cloud line.

"I want a final check on all instruments," ordered the squadron leader, a German by the name of Albert Zant. A flying prodigy, he had served with distinction in Africa, then flying for Ulgania and Menhad on loan from the Kaiser and later in the campaign against the Romans during the futile effort to defend the airspace of South Gaul & Burgundy Province. For a pilot in his late twenties, he had the experience of an old hand.

"This is Saunders. I'm fine," replied his wingman Raymond Saunders, a Chiron born to refugees hiding under Kasnyian protection after fleeing their homeland days before it fell. He was a true child of the war, having known nothing of the time before it apart from stories. He took every and any assignment available to fly combat in, regardless of the flag. All he wanted was Dominion blood.

"All systems check out green, sir," replied Karl Van Hoffburg-Dinzer, the son of a low level Kasnyian aristocrat and (very) distantly related to the founders of the famous Hoffburg Aircraft Company, who incidently had helped in the construction of the fighters in question. As a relative to the company's owners, he was the only one of the four trusted with the technology and know-how around the aircraft and, for all his silliness otherwise, took this duty seriously.

"Everything's normal here," replied Yaakes, a Sakhan orphaned before the war and taken in by Konoshan refugees to Europe. Though loyal to the Coalition and grateful to his Konoshan rescuers, he still continued to adhere to his birth culture. He was the oldest of the four, and had spent most of the war training pilots like Zant and Saunders, though he also accompanied his students to battle as a "field exam" as well as to keep himself in top shape.

"We're entering Imperial Airspace, lock and load people," Zant ordered. Their orders were simple enough: Clear the airspace over the main city and give as much assistance to ground forces as possible. With the entire 5th Army pushing Coalition forces out to sea, this would be a priority, but still secondary to the main objective, which was to eliminate the commander (which intel had indicated was close to the front line directing his troops).

The fighters performed beautifully and for them, shooting down enemy fighters was like an arcade game. The Dominion Air Force could do nothing. Indeed, the Dominion heavy and ultra-heavy tanks marching on the city were proving more of a challenge due to the sheer effectiveness of their armor. Still, even they eventually were disabled by the Squadron, now joined by other Coalition fighters, free of pursuit from the enemy. Just in time too, as the further into enemy lines they went, the more powerful the defenses were, and the more dense the air was with enemy pilots. Then they found the commander.

He was in a prototype of the next generation of Demonspider tanks, which was purpose-built as a Theater Missile Defense weapon as well as an ultra-heavy. This "Neo" Demonspider did not have much in the way of armor though, so loaded down it was with weaponry. He must have also had advanced radio equipment because somehow he had managed to break into the Squad's communications,

"Those who defy Zapht, must die."

And so the battle raged, with the fighters dodging the TMD systems of the prototype as they tried to damage him. Soon, Yaakes got in a well-aimed hit to the servomotor for the prototype's legs and immediately disabled him. Zant intended to leave it at that to have the ground forces arrest the commander, but Saunders would not be denied his blood lust. A well aimed missile killed the field commander and destroyed the Diablo Bureau's prototype.

Before they could bask in their victory though, they noticed on their radar a Dominion aircraft attempting to leave the battlefield. Whats more, it had VIP markings. With the other coalition fighters now securing the area and fighting against a renewed push by the Dominion Air Force, the Squad persued the aircraft alone.

"VIP markings...but thats not a 908," stated Karl.

"Do we know what it is then?" Zant asked, "Or does it even matter?"

"Its a 112, sir," Karl replied after a minute.

The Objekt-112 Hermes was first seen during the first days of Operation Titan. They were essentially flying Vallahallas; heavy gunships with the capability to fight toe to toe with most fighters, and could be equipped with up to two ICBMs, or six IRBMs, or twelve cruise missiles. They were designed to have a wide and powerful area of effect and had been instrumental in wiping Germany off the map and sending Yshurak into a tail spin.

"Where's it headed, Karl," Zant asked, now very focused.

"Towards the coast, heading south toward Calais."

"Calais? What the devil could one aircraft do? In Calais of all places?" Saunders complained.

"Don't worry about it," Zant replied, "Let's just shoot this thing down."

And so they pursued the ship, but were noticed moments later. This aircraft seemed to have the same comm jack the Diablo prototype did. Zant would have to remember later to ask Karl to do something about that...

"Ahhh, someone wants to play..."

Zant recognized that voice. And suddenly he knew why it had VIP markings. The man piloting the 112 was none other than General Zusek himself, the CO of the 5th Army.

Suddenly the radar contact disappeared.

"Where the hell..." Zant started.

"Incoming from behind! Break, break, break!" screamed Yaakes suddenly. All four aircraft broke formation and went in seperate directions as the aircraft they had been following suddenly appeared behind them.

"How the..." Karl started, but Saunders cut him off.

"Forget it, shoot it down!"

The aircraft had been too well armored for their weapons to do much, but due to Zusek's haste, he had brought no escorts to keep them at bay and was overloaded with payload to go much faster, and thus had to deal with them as he flew to Calais. This gave the Squad the time, inspite of Zusek's constant attacks from ATA rockets and machine guns, to take aim to his powerful turbojets. Taking them out, the 112 started to descend, gliding its way into the Atlantic.

"You'll never defeat Gassel!!!" Zusek screamed into the comm moments before the aircraft made contact with the water. The impact didn't react too well with the missiles stored on board. The explosion was said to be seen from 30 miles away.


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They would only learn later that the 5th Army had been on its last legs for some time by then. Having had to deal with the brunt of the invasion westward from the Dominion's central European territories, they had suffered a great deal of loss from the first day of Operation Titan onwards (though, to their credit, they had killed ten for every soldier they lost). Coupled with dangerous (and ultimately fatal) gambits made by General Zusek, such as trying to break enemy lines to the doomed and low-importance designated territory of Belgium, or flanking the still very well armed city of Cologne (which caused hell to the logistical lines and advancing troops trying to skirt the city), and the 5th Army, by the time it reached Amsterdam, was a shadow of its former self. With the death of their commander (who it would also be learned later was trying to reach Calais to destroy a strategic and very important Yvenlais supply center and everything within sixty miles of it), Field Marshal Volehr had ordered the remains of the 5th Army to guard the Amishland.

While immediately afterwards, another army was moved to where the 5th once was to defend against and keep pressure on Yvenlais, the Dominion would never again try to break the low countries.

As for the Squad, they were given a quick pat on the back and immediately sent down the Western coast of Europe to meet up with the now-embattled Coalition Fleet in the Mediterranean.

OOC- Cheeseball, I know, but I figured we could use a bit of pulpy cheese after all the serious melodrama of the war.
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