| [IC] Sporaltryan War |
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An official statement on the situation by The Constitutional Monarchy of Ryccia
The Ryccian Government hereby commends negatively the recent actions of the SSU. We wish to go out of the blockade, but we will not to protect our ally Qvait. We demand the surrender of the SSU Fleet and to a peaceful solution to the crisis. We do not want to sour our relations any further. We also have orders to not backfire against Darkstrait because of our sprouting relations. However, we will attack other nations in the blockade, as Sporaltryus, Bruuma, Puerto Pollo, Bonaguire and others are classified as enemies, thus we will backfire. Qvaitican-Ryccian Blockade "Okay men. Start backfiring now!" "Yes Admiral. Engaging fire in 3, 2, 1..." "FIRE!!!" The Ryccian Ships began a massive counterattack against their enemies. However, Darkstraitese Ships were left untouched. Missiles, bombs, air raids, bullets, torpedos, physical clashes between Ryccian and enemy ships, everything you can think was there. The new Top Secret Drax-125 Missile was also used, which spreads its bombing range in a horizontal line. The Line of Flame, Ryccians called it. The uranium made it even more effective, damaging enemy ships brutally.
Deputy Regional Minister of the Planning and Development Agency(March 8-May 19, 2014)
Local Council Member(April 24-August 11) Court Justice of TSP(August 15-December 7)
(Getting in this because following my advice earlier will help greatly.
How? Simple. Do a joint post with your victim of attack. Make it so that you both compromise on an agreeable outcome, then write the post for it together. The posts thus far, however, have been good. ) Ah, the wonders of technology. I'm on Tapatalk!
Major Karl Belgrave, seated with the two pilots in the cockpit of the Mil-Mi 17 transport helicopter, stared in the distance at the trails of smoke descending from the sky like a infernal rain on the dark silohuettes layed on top of the seemingly endless ocean. It was the first volley of Bruuman anti-ship missiles launched from the Sporaltryan coast, on the opposite side of the horizon, coming down on the Ryccian ships. Some were intercepted mid-air by Ryccian defenses and exploded like grim fireworks. A surreal spectacle, he thought. Then some of the surviving missiles hit their targets, cracking the skies with a mighty roar followed by clouds of smoke and flames. Belgrave jumped in the back of the craft were his squad was silently getting ready. There were about thirty Red Jujus, the most elite corp of the Bruuman forces and the Leader's personal militia. Some men were putting on helmets and bullet proof vests, others were loading their ultimate generation assault rifles and shotguns, taking some granades from crates or checking the sharpness of their machetes. Despite they were already wearing their red and black skull balaklavas, Belgrave knew their faces were stern: they all knew that boarding the enemy command ship would be a suicidal mission even if successful. But no one of them, not even him, would even think to question an order from the Leader. He pondered that the same scene must have been happening in the other transports, which were flying parallel to them, along with their escort of Mil-Mi 14 anti-naval helicopters.
Belgrave grabbed his lucky charm and started praying to to the Loas. Eighteen minutes later, Pilot Dimitrj Barrow was able to catch a quick glimpse of the battlefield while he manouvred his Sukhoi Su-30 fighter to avoid fire from a Ryccian ship's anti-aircraft gun. The sea was covered with debris of aircrafts and ships and floating corpses, randomly launched into the air by artillery shells from Bruuman frigates, which were exchaning fire with their counterparts. Ryccian damaged and sunken ships were filling the air with dense smoke, adding scarce visibility to the myriad of dangers. War, the ultimate hell. A Bruuman Mig on his right, aiming to a battlecruiser, was caught by a missile launched by a Ryccian fighter coming from above and exploded mid air. The Sukhoi positioned himself on the tail of the enemy craft with a spiraling manouvred. He locked the reactor with the automatic aiming system and fired the machine gun. The bullets hit with lethal precision and the fighter spin out of control before crashing in the water. Barrow felt satisfied and turned toward another naval target , but suddenly the craft trembled as an invisible hand was shaking it; he looked right and the wing was burning, partially annihilated by enemy fire. He pressed the ejection button but it didn't work: instead, he felt an acute headace and with growing horror he realized something had taken control of his body. Against his will, he found himself pointing down right toward the flank of a Ryccian corvette. He tried to scream, but even that was denied to him. He silently damned Bruuma and everyting in it, before his aircraft crashed against the vessel. The impact opened a wide rift in the flank of the corvette and a chain reaction explosion ensued, engulfing the ship in a blazing ball of fire. Abouth the same time, on board of the Damballah-class Bruuman submarine, Commander Leonida Mitchell kept his eyes on the virtual map, showing position of all allied and enemy vessels and subs. They were close"Comrade sir, target on reach in one minute" "Prepare to launch. Transmit order to all submarine fleet" he shouted, feeling the adrenaline rising in his blood. The operators frantically spoke in the radio microphones. "Thirty seconds... Twenty.. Ten..." The countdown was unbearable. As it reached zeros, a siren suddenly rang and countless lines started to depart from the enemy vessels icons on the map. "Fire!" he ordered and another wave of lines departed from their icons: the sea was filled with torpedos. He glued his hand to the metallic handle. The tension was gone, leaving room for the thrill. The next minutes would be decisive for victory and hell, he felt like a natural born winner. Twelve minutes after the first torpedoes were launched, Belgrave was the last to jump from the helicopter on the deck of the Ryccian command ship. He and the squad his way toward the nearest entrance by brutal fire power, despite enemy fire thinning their lines on the trail. Another squad had made it on the deck, but were locked behind some naval guns and were probably doomed to die quick. He hoped the other teams that made- a couple of transports had been shot down before reaching the ship- had been more lucky. Meanwhile they had managed to reach the door and as he closed it behind himself he saw the Mil-Mi 17 flying away. They were truly on their own now.
Brother Unclepear
Dear Leader of the Voodoo People's Republic of Bruuma Representing also El Pollo Diablo Boss Maximo of the Estado Libre Asociado of Puerto Pollo ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Chairman Lo Pol Core Leader of the People's Republic of Kai Fa
The bombers swooped through the air.
"Steady, steady..." "Incoming!" "I'm hit!" "Bombs away!" "Don't hit the Ryccian ships!" "Damage report!" "We've damaged another group of Qvaitican ships. Some of them are sinking..." "Watch it, watch it! We're under fire!" A massive shell blew away four bombers and the rest scattered. "Launch the boarding ships!" "Yessir!" The boarding ships--- a group of modified and armored speedboats with covered tops--- sped toward the blockade. Each one carried 8 elite marines, a sergeant, and a Silencer from Bonaugure. There were at least 25 boats, but several were obliterated by a well-aimed shell. Captain Bruleve's boat pulled in next to the Qvaitican ships. Soldiers with rifles and rocket launchers began shooting at it, but the armor prevented major damage. "Open the hatch and fire!" the captain screamed. His men opened the top hatch and, taking cover, fired an explosive barrage at the Qvaitican troops above. Private Archos fired a grappling hook and got it around the rail and the rest of the men began to scale the rope, firing pistols at anyone who appeared above. Private Archos reached the top of the rope and carefully peered over. Thinking quickly, he pulled a piece of paracord from his belt and tied himself to the rail. He then grabbed his rifle and began shooting the men on the deck of the ship. The others reached the top of the rope and grabbed the rail in other places, following Archos' lead. A few minutes later, they untied themselves and climbed over the rail.
Darkstrait :ninja:
Former Justice, Former Local Councilor, Roleplayer, Former SPSF Deputy for Recruitment, Politically Active Citizen, Ex-Spammer Supreme, and Resident Geek "Hats is very fashion this year."
Message to the SSU allies
The negotiations with Ryccia and Qvait have reached nowhere. You have already been provided with privates from the Silence (ATD: Advanced Tactics Division) unit 630, feel free to command them to the full extent of their abilities. The temporary base ARCH-07 is already functional in international waters with three lines of defence for you to replenish your equipment. The Schergrat speed nuclear submarines handed the lane of approximation-water-mines just in time to repel 47% of Ryccian torpedoes directed to Bruuman aircraft carriers; however, we lost one of the Schergrats in the process. Furthermore, the personnel from the ATD units 631 and 632 are prepared for you to carry them with you. We are ready to support and supply the rearguard. Sincerely, Bonaugure's MoFA, Dr. Erika Tachibana Bonaugure's MoD and MoCPaS, Dr. Gustav Holt National Council, Daheim, The Democratic Republic of Bonaugure.
{Sorry for my inactivity} President Dmitri Buzinsky said, "The government of the Pacific Republic of Qvait will issue its final warning to all parties involved. All belligerents of this war will go back home, or else the QDF will be ordered to attack all enemy vessels nearing the blockade. If these demands are met, the Qvaitican Navy will pull out and end the blockade."
Command deck of the Bruuman Navy helicopter carrier frigate "Legba"
Admiral Nikita Abrahams, surrounded by her subordinates, was planning on the virtual map another sortie against a Ryccian patrol. The day before the battle resulted in a stalemate and by night it had turned into a prolonged skirmish. "Submarine squad Devyat will strike at... " A young communications officer arrived carrying a note "Admiral, I beg your pardon" he said while saluting his officer "Urgent orders from the Ministry" Nikita read the paper then turned turned to the officers and shouted "A ceasefire has been declared! Stop all attacks! Defenses still on!" Official peace treaty proposal from the Southern Socialist Union to the Pacific Republic of Qvait and the Constitutional Monarchy of Ryccia We, the sovereign nations of the Southern Socialist Union and our dependencies, propose a peace treaty to the Pacific Republic of Qvait and the Constitutional Monarchy of Ryccia. The terms are considered non-negotiable: · End of the blockade around Sporaltryus · Return to the territorial status quo ante bellum o Retreat of all military forces from international waters and non-allied nations’ maritime and terrestrial borders · No reparations to be paid by any nation · Resume of prior diplomatic and economic (commercial and/or industrial) relations · The SSU recognize the monarchy of Ryccia as the legitimate government of the country · SSFR membership in the SSU cancelled An immediate ceasefire will be enforced with immediate effect and will stand until our offer receive an answer, unless violated by Qvaitian or Ryccian forces. Signed, The Socialist Democracy of Sporaltryus The Federation of Darkstrait The Voodoo People's Republic of Bruuma The Democratic Republic of Bonaugure Also representing, The Bruuman Protectorate of Puerto Pollo Mrs. Ethel J. Bundy's Birthday Island The Socialist Protectorate of Aquica
Brother Unclepear
Dear Leader of the Voodoo People's Republic of Bruuma Representing also El Pollo Diablo Boss Maximo of the Estado Libre Asociado of Puerto Pollo ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Chairman Lo Pol Core Leader of the People's Republic of Kai Fa
President Dmtiri Buzinsky said, "The federal government of the Pacific Republic of Qvait agrees to the terms of the Voodoo People's Republic of Bruuma."
An official statement of Ryccia
By a vote of 9000 vs. 1000, Ryccia hereby accepts the Bruuma terms and its proposal. Thank you for your attention. All ships will head to where they were stationed right now.
Deputy Regional Minister of the Planning and Development Agency(March 8-May 19, 2014)
Local Council Member(April 24-August 11) Court Justice of TSP(August 15-December 7)
Navy General Avery S. Johnson said, "The Qvaitican blockade against Sporaltryus has ended and our naval vessels are returning to the Qvaitican coast."
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