TheShammySocialist Posted February 14, 2011 Report Share Posted February 14, 2011 [quote]Task Force Caspia Command Response: This is Kazeem, ground force commander, Task Force Caspia, we've withdrawn to a minimum safe distance and are ready to attack on the mines as soon as munitions are discharged and EMP blown. On your go.[/quote] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aggressivenutmeg Posted February 15, 2011 Report Share Posted February 15, 2011 (edited) Militaman David Storen jumpped from the Bushranger gunship, already the 1st Fireforce Regiment was underfire from the rebels. They landed at a small power station, just out side of town. Storen laid down covering with his M58 GPMG, and his squad advanced to the power station's offices. He took cover behind a low sign, looking up he fired at the rebels inside the office, the bullets tore up the computers and paperwork. A Bushranger hoverd overhead, "Golf-Car-Two, fire mission, green smoke!" the R.T.O. called as the sergeant through a smoke grenade at the building. It flared giving off a vibrant green smoke. The Bushranger opend up, its 20mm M61 Vulcan gattling cannons, causing massive damage to the building. The rebel infantry attepted to scuttle to the main power plant building but were cut down by the door gunner of another Bushranger. Edited February 15, 2011 by Chernarussia Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Markus Wilding Posted February 15, 2011 Author Report Share Posted February 15, 2011 Red Australian soldiers fell back as the FAB flew overhead, igniting the area around the mines and sucking the air out of anything still alive. A few minutes later, the EMP went off, disabling the enemy's radios. "Push it! Take these mines today, ya yobbos!" The Red Australians moved up, taking out anything that moved in front of them. In Brisbane, the 2nd Infantry and 2nd Armoured had been patrolling for some time, with nearly no enemy forces sighted. A radio call was sent out to all forces, [quote]No enemy sighted in Brisbane, repeat, no activity in Brisbane. It looks like they up and left. All that's around here is a- (explosion heard in background) The %*$&?!? Ambush! Repeat, we've been ambushed! Dammit, Jones' tank is down! We need backup NOW, dammit! SOMEONE GET THE HELL DOWN HERE AND HELP US DEFEND![/quote] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TheShammySocialist Posted February 17, 2011 Report Share Posted February 17, 2011 (edited) As soon as the call came from Brisbane, Task Force Caspia raced back to Norman after disengaging at the mines, Konev was afraid the city would soon be cut off. The redeployment of the task force to the south would have to occur by air, to ensure it arrived as fast as possible. The aircraft were all ready to take off, all that was needed was the troops to get to the Norman Military Base, and loaded. As Kazeem had said to them, in an address to them over the tactical net, they were one of Communist Australia's "Fire Departments." Konev had told Kazeem privately that this would probably be the last battle, and the fighting would be desperate, and that the insurgency had to be crushed before the proverbial walls of Brisbane. While the task force made a beeline for Norman, the squadron of "Kestrel" Multirole Fighters based at Norman ran interdiction operations, directed by SBEW-11M "Ridgerunner" Electronic Warfare aircraft. Having missed out on both the Battle at Norman, as well as the Mines, having just arrived, the pilots were itching to put their training to the test, and now they had the chance. As the Battle for Brisbane opened, the Kestrel pilots were making life as difficult as possible for the Free Australian forces, to help slow their advance to allow time for the Task Force to be airlifted south, which would only take two hours at most, once they were in the air. Edited February 17, 2011 by TheShammySocialist Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aggressivenutmeg Posted February 17, 2011 Report Share Posted February 17, 2011 The helicopters of the 3rd Aviation and 3rd Airmobile Ragiments flew down the coast of Communist Australia to Brisbane, after re-fuleing in Townsville. "Sarg, how come thay still have the strength to strike at Brisbane, shorely we broke them at Mt. Isa?" a militiaman asked. "Hmmm, strength. Its something they lack, this attack is the move of a desperate enemy." The Sergeant replied. It would be another 3 hours before they arrieved, most of the man were scared they would miss the battle. But further south, the LAVs and HMMWVs of 3 Brigade, had crossed over the border and were now moving on the rebel positions outside Brisbane. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Markus Wilding Posted February 17, 2011 Author Report Share Posted February 17, 2011 "The hell are they doing?!" Lt. Ashton Hilliard kicked the side of a tank, hiding any pain that it caused. A private, looked up from his rifle for a moment to ask him who he meant. "These damned tankers! The daft !@#$%^&* are just sitting here!" Hilliard ordered another private, a Pvt. Lincoln Woore, to get to a higher position, take his binoculars and spot targets for the tanks. He did so, and some rebel forces were destroyed, mainly those who had just set up or were in fragile spots. A radio call came on all channels from another tank on the east side of Brisbane. "Good God, these guys are everywhere! I count two thousand, maybe three thousand of 'em! Brisbane's under siege!" Intense fighting on all sides of Brisbane eliminated over 179 men from the 2nd Infantry, and knocked out 11 tanks from the 2nd Armoured. The 1st Armoured was moving to support, but due to the sheer distance between Townsville and Brisbane, their arrival would be significantly later. Rebel casualties were estimated at about thirty-one dead, another eighty wounded. Although their wounded outnumbered Red Arm dead, many of theme elected to keep fighting despite their wounds. An encrypted radio message was sent to UFE air forces in the area, calling for close-air support in and around Brisbane. All munitions were ordered to be dropped, including napalm, cluster bombs and anything else non-NBC they could think of. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TheShammySocialist Posted February 17, 2011 Report Share Posted February 17, 2011 The early morning calm over Communist Australia was broken by the roar of thirty CT-23 Strategic Airlift aircraft, accompanied by six CT-55 Heavy Tactical Transports, making a beeline for Brisbane after leaving Norman. Surrounding the aircraft, a full squadron of Kestrel Multirole Fighters, along with half a squadron of Ridgerunner Bombers/Electronic Warfare Aircraft. Flying in a six-point escort formation, the escort aircraft formed what the Caspian Air Force dubbed a "Angel Prism", to protect the aircraft from all sides. Having arrived the night before, an AWACS aircraft, call sign "Eagle Eye", circled off the coast of Brisbane, to provide the coalition forces of the Peacekeeping Force an Airborne Command Center. With technicians aboard, who spoke all major languages of the forces involved, they would be able to coordinate airborne operations for all of the nations involved. In the lead CT-23, a civilian pilot, requisitioned along with his aircraft from Dawkins International, turned to Konev and Kazeem, riding along with the cockpit crew, "We're about forty five minutes out sir." Next to him in the copilot seat, Lieutenant Colonel Jamal Hassan, the appointed leader of the Caspian air units in Communist Australia, nodded. "We'll have you on the ground in no time, Andrei." "Much obliged, Jamal," responded Konev, glancing at Kazeem. "Hopefully we can get deployed before the Free Australians get a full-blown attack underway," said Kazeem, folding his arms. "Skytrain Leader, this is Eagle Eye, comeback," crackled the radio. "Eagle Eye, you're on with Skytrain Leader, whaddya got?" responded Hassan. "Sir, recon reports you have a massive amount of anti-air on your flight path and final approach vector to Brisbane, suggesting you switch flight paths and approach from another direction. Must have moved in during the night, expecting you boys to pull what you did at Norman." "Knew this not going to be easy," grumbled Kazeem, Konev looking at him silently, but not saying anything. "What are we looking at for double-A, Eagle Eye?" asked Hassan, sitting up in his seat a bit. "Heat-seeking missiles, probably shoulder-launched, triple-A, that is radar directed, don't know how they pulled that, one of our Ridgerunners in the area had a nasty run-in with that vector. They had about four shoulder-launched heat seekers sent their way, and almost got their wings clipped." "What are we looking at for a delay to get our boys on the ground, Eagle Eye?" asked Konev. "Two hours." "Two hours is too long, Eagle Eye, have you tried to every vector?" "That is the shortest time we got for you, Skytrain Leader, sorry." "Have you identified all of the double-A sites, Eagle Eye?" asked Hassan, lines of frustration on his face visible, even behind his aviator sunglasses. "Most of them, sir, but not all." "Skytrain Leader, this is Little Buddy Leader," interjected the escort flight leader, flying a Ridgerunner aircraft ahead of the air convoy. "Go ahead Little Buddy Leader," responded Hassan. "Eagle Eye, this is Little Buddy Leader, we have ground attack munitions that could suppress those sites, could you give us some attack vectors?" "Little Buddy Leader, we have not identified all of the double-A sites. If we don't get 'em all at once, you boys could be landing on your feet rather then on your landing gear," responded Eagle Eye. "Do you have a reading on their radar unit?" "We got an idea of its location." "Skytrain Leader, requesting permission to detach and suppress those sites?" asked the escort leader. Hassan looked back at Konev, who nodded. Hassan then said, "Little Buddy, you are a go." "Roger that, this is Little Buddy Leader to flights two, three, and four; break escort formation, and lets ride the thunder. Callsign is now Bully Leader, passing escort command to Little Buddy 9." A string of replies met the escort leaders', as the lead flight of two Ridgerunner aircraft in front of the air convoy suddenly broke left, noticeably increasing speed, six other aircraft, four Ridgerunners, two Kestrels, sped after them. "Good hunting, Bully Leader, keep us posted. Eagle Eye, we are resuming present course, take care of 'em," said Hassan. "Will do Skytrain Leader, Eagle Eye out." "We'll clear you big brothers a path, Skytrain Leader, Bully Leader out." As the radio chatter died down, Hassan bowed his head, and whispered a silent prayer for the attack aircraft, now barreling south to keep them safe, and on schedule. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aggressivenutmeg Posted February 18, 2011 Report Share Posted February 18, 2011 Militiaman Michael Cameron dived behind the grave stone re-loading his rifle. His squads Humvee drove up behind him, its .50 calibre machinegun pounding away at the rebel positions. The 'Free Australians' had blocked the Main roads of Ipswich with homemade tank traps and anti-tank guns. Cameron’s squad was currently flanking one, through Ipswich Cemetery. Around a corner were waiting 3 LAV-25s, once the AT gun was out; they would mop up the infantry with their 25mm autocannons. Cameron peaked over the gravestone; he looked down the tritium enhanced sights of his M15A2. He fired 5 rounds, hitting a rebel in the chest. He changed targets, hitting a machine gunner in the shoulder. "MOVE!" came the call from his sergeant. Cameron bunny-hopped over the gravestone, dashing for cover, one of his squad mated fired an M203 at the HMG nest destroying it. The flanked the AT position killing the crew and defenders with frag grenades. The sergeant placed a block of C-4 on the tank traps, detonating them soon after. The LAVs moved up, and began firing on the next position. A missile blasted out from the strongpoint colliding with the first LAV. It exploded in a horrific display of fire and heat. Pinned down by the AT and machine guns, the unit was in a desperate situation. "R.T.O! get on COMNET, get some air support down here! Cameron you and Mac flank through those houses, put some smoke on their position then bugger out, GO!" the lieutenant roared at his men. Moving swiftly through the houses Cameron and Mac reached the rebel position. Mac fired a blue smoke grenade from his M203, the two of them dashed back towards the rest of the platoon. Two UFE jets screeched across the sky dropping their payload on the position. The man cheered and raced forward with the two remaining LAVs. Within the hour the Battalion had secured Ipswich and were moving north to assist their comrades in Brisbane proper. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TheShammySocialist Posted February 18, 2011 Report Share Posted February 18, 2011 "This is Bully Leader, we're ten minutes out, give us a SitRep Eagle Eye," called out Major Maksim Chernov, as he and his seven attack pilots tore south. "No change, Bully Leader, we're relaying the sites we know of to you right now," responded one of the technicians, aboard the AWACS aircraft. "Looks like we got seven triple-A sites, with missiles at the same sites," said Chernov, repeating the information as it came up on his data computer. His weapon systems officer (WSO), sitting next to him, nodded, looking at the computer as well. "The radar site is at Target Site 4, we believe," said Eagle Eye. "You believe?" "Sorry Bully Leader, that is our best guess, the sites are close together, we can't pinpoint its exact position." "Using cluster bombs should wipe out the sites all at once, boss," noted Chernov's WSO, looking over at him. "But we need to get them all at the same time, we need to be sure," said Chernov, heaving a sigh. "We've directed all flights out of that area, we can't get you any more intel, you boys are good to go. Sorry we can't give you anything else, Bully Leader," said Eagle Eye. "Can six planes hit the sites all at once?" asked Chernov. "They can, but if there are any additional sites, you may miss on your first pass," responded Eagle Eye. "Bully Flight, this is Bully Leader, prepare to hold up in attack formation, and be ready to make your attack runs," said Chernov, "this is Bully Leader, I'm breaking away." Chernov put the throttle down, and accelerated out of formation further, banking slightly. "What the hell are you doing Bully Leader?" called out Eagle Eye, as Chernov looked over at his WSO, who didn't look back. The WSO knew what he was doing, if all the sites were not eliminated at the same time, they could lose some, if not all, of the flight. "We can hit site one and two, Mak," said the WSO, as he flipped on targeting systems. He was without hesitation, and his fingers moved deftly and with purpose, his commander had made the choice, and he was to follow that choice. Chernov was following the standard leadership maxim of 'leading by example', he had made the choice to attack the AA sites himself, it would be he that paid with blood, no one else, because of that choice. "Lets make 'em holler, Gregoriy," nodded Chernov, as he put the aircraft down to about two hundred feet off the ground. "This is Bully Leader, moving into position for attack run. Tally-Ho!" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Markus Wilding Posted February 18, 2011 Author Report Share Posted February 18, 2011 OOC: Sarah Tintagyl will be playing the role of rebel forces from this point on. IC: In Brisbane, Matilda II and Cromwell IV tanks were taking heavy fire from Free Australian forces. Their anti-tank weaponry was making mincemeat out of their armor and it showed. The 2nd Armoured was taking heavy casualties in trying to enter the city, and with each tank destroyed, the column needed to find a different way around. The 2nd Infantry fared a bit better, but still took casualties. Still, the now destroyed tanks gave the infantry some cover in which to fight back. "Who the hell are we fighting that they know how to use the terrain so damn well?!" Lt. Col. Beattie was understandably frustrated. The 1st Armoured was taking severe casualties and the 2nd was faring no better. Only the infantry was taking acceptable losses, and even then they couldn't do much to the dug-in Free Australians. "Understand sir, that our enemy most likely grew up in Brisbane, and most likely want to bring back the Queendom. Do I need to remind you that the Queendom was anti-Communist?" Lt. Maconochie, commander of the 1st. Infantry, sighed as he explained to his superior how the enemy was faring so much better. "I don't give a damn about that! Where the hell did they get these weapons?! Before, it was civilian rifles, and then they got AK47s! These things don't pop out of nowhere, and I need to give a report to General Dawson! He wants an answer NOW so he can give an answer to the Chairwoman!" Maconochie thought this over. The Soviet-style weaponry did certainly raise eyebrows. There could be a multitude of nations who could bankroll a coup of Communist Australia, and most countries had access to Soviet-era weaponry through Marscurian Siberia Arms. "Sir, as General Dawson said, an investigation will need to wait until we can repel the attack on Brisbane. Caspian and AFS forces are moving to assist. Reports are coming in that the Caspians are targeting AA sites around Brisbane that the Free Australians set up." Lt. Col. Beattie calmed down a bit at this. "Good. Get some AH-64s in there when they're confirmed clear. There's a few near Norman, and that's practically all that's left of our air force. Get on the horn with UFE pilots. Tell them to co-ordinate CAS strikes on Brisbane and give them local infantry channels." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sarah Tintagyl Posted February 18, 2011 Report Share Posted February 18, 2011 [b]*Somewhere out on the Plains, West of the Eastern Coast*[/b] What had become of the homeland? It was the answer on nearly every man and woman's mind who disagreed with the policies enacted by the new governments that had risen in Australia. For multiple decades the areas that had once belonged to the Hanseatic Commonwealth and New Cymru had been beacons of stability, peace, and democracy. That had all vanished now, instead the stability was ruined, first by the Promise Landers who had degraded the nation into squabbles of local warlords and then beyond that, the rise of Red governments, which to quote the terminology used in the present time, had no 'will of the people to rule'. Evidence of this was easy to see. There was a full-fledged rebellion swallowing up, or trying to swallow up every village, town, and city along the coast and in the outback. But these rebels employed some of the worst strategies that could be conceived in fighting a war involving nearly four nations, two of which were foreign and bearing down hard with technology that could not be easily countered. If it had only been the Free State and the Communist State, there wouldn't have been much trouble, but the foreigners had to be contained if the rebellion was ever going to last, it was obvious, considering the last election, that it would take a great deal of blood to change the land and people, who had once dedicated themselves to a peaceful resolution began to think of differently about their situation. Her name was Cassandra Malkinin, the daughter of the Archbishop of Brisbane Eliisa Malkinin, after the Queendom had gone to all hell, the Bishop had left Brisbane and settled down with a young man outside on the outback and the young Cassandra had grown up with a great deal of education in a new desperate Christology that had no name, along with a great hatred towards the warlords and enemies of the old Australian order. This of course being Communism. Over the months, Cassandra watched with great sadness as her country was torn apart by revolt and counter-revolt as a poorly led army butted heads with an equally poorly led army with powerful allies. But all the while in the small villages and towns of the outback, a new idea was beginning to rise, the 'Vision'. Cassandra had watched as the world, now heavily influenced by Communist and Socialist rulers and macro-managed by the United Federation of the East, continued down a path to a proverbial cesspool of power for the elite. Collapsing governments were repositioned to maintain unhindered control over the world, millions died in recent nuclear attacks, and no one cared. It was clear to Cassandra in her dreams and meditations, of which she kept secret, that the world needed cleansed and this cleansing of rot would begin in Australia for the original beacon would need to be set up again if any successful campaign was going to take place. As the 'Free Australian' Rebels pushed, without success, on Communist positions the 'Vision' began to spread through the western border of Communist Australia, into the Oceanic Protectorate and into the northwestern Free Australia, if one could even call it that. As the movement began to gain clout their attention focused on changing the game in one fell sweep. It was nighttime in the outback and in the small compound where the Australian Rebels had created their command structure Brayden Spragg, who had denied his association with the Rebellion was frantically pouring over a map of Brisbane playing war-games with small chess pieces. "We'll break their defense now Mr. Spragg," said one of the other commanders in the dimly lit room. A gas lantern hung swinging back and forth over the map and casting strange shadows over the men's faces. "But as to holding it? I don't know if we have the capabilities to withstand a counter siege." "Then they need to keep pushing, we've already lost ground everywhere else. Ipswitch fell, Norman fell, we need Brisbane to replenish our resources. Do we have enough to route the Communists?" "At the moment there is a ch-" The wooden door of the command post thundered open as a resistance officer ran into salute. "I apologize for bothering Mr. Spragg, Commander Vinsen, but we have a problem." "What is it?" But as Spragg asked, he had his answer as two men, one in a New Cymreag uniform and the other in a Hanseatic one walked in, escorting a woman in civilian clothes. "Who the hell are you? What? How did you get in here?" "There's been a change of plans Mr. Spragg." Said Cassandra bowing her head at the the other rebel officers in the room. "You have done enough to try and take back what is rightfully the Australian people's. You are on our side and I am sure you realize that, but it is time for a new direction a direction that will bring around a New Order." Spragg looked around at the other officers in the room, nearly in a daze. "Who the hell let this girl in here?" Then he looked at her more closely and his eyes widened. "Oh...I know you, you're that religious nut from the outback, the daughter of that crazed bishop that fled the capital a few years back. Christ...get her out of here." "I'm afraid we can't do that Mr. Spragg." Cassandra said as one of her guards took out a pistol aiming at the man's face. "You have two options here. You can accept the Vision of what the world must become and become Cleansed. Or you can die. Your tactics will not work against the superior forces that are bearing down on Australia. Things must change if we are to be victorious and if my Vision is to last. Step down Mr. Spragg, you are valuable to our cause." Spragg looked around the room, first at his officers, then at the girl, then back at his officers, his eyes darting frantically trying to think of what to do. "You've spoken with my men?" Cassandra nodded. "It would be wise of you to come with us, in time you will understand, but for now, we must fight." The politician sighed and slowly put his hands in the air walking away from the table. "Then what is your first plan of action Miss Malkinin, I'm curious to see how a person like you can begin to grasp military tactics." "Throwing poorly armed men into open combat with better equipped forces? To siege a city we cannot hold? I would ask you the same question." she pointed to the radio box in the corner of the room. "That works, correct?" "It does." And in moments the knobs were turned and the ground commanders besieging Brisbane would begin to receive their first transmissions from the new leadership. [quote] Commanders, My name is Cassandra Malkinin, I have taken command of the revolutionary fighters engaged in this great conflict to liberate our homeland from the grips of the Communist Overlords. However our strategy is flawed, we cannot hope to gain ground against a technologically superior force of trained soldiers when we, the people of Australia can only rely on any innate skill with a firearm we may possess. While engaged, I implore my commanders to begin a retreat, an ordered retreat, as not to give the Communists the right away in pursuing our forces. We will disperse, we will flee to the corners of this nation and from there we will make every second of the Communists lives hell, along with the lives of their allies. This war will continue so long as one side can still draw breath, for it is clear that popular support is ours, we know who our votes were cast for, we know that these Communists will not last. But we must persevere and I know we can. Begin the retreat, make for the hills and we shall begin this war again. [/quote] As confused as they were, the soldiers besieging Brisbane and there were many of them as the last ditch for the Free Australian Movement, the soldiers began to make an orderly retreat back from the city. It was done with caution though, the furthest soldiers near the back of the main line were first to begin the withdraw, these men who hadn't entered combat yet and were easily directed into the plans, hills, and forests of the near outskirts of Brisbane and then further into the countryside. It was imperative that the large battalion forces were separated and the war would no longer be one of two large combat forces engaged with each other, instead it would be a war of attrition, a war of politics, and a war to bring both Communist Australia and the Australian Free State to their knees, or at least their governments. The second order of business was to begin the withdraw of the second and first line soldiers, many of which were already engaged against the enemy. This would be harder, especially as many of the rebels were waiting for aerial support for the Communists to be arriving. There were still some AA batteries left that could be used to counter against the air attacks, if they came, but all in all, many men and women on the front lines would be sacrificed during the rout. It wasn't that they wanted to, or had any desire to, but these were the covering forces and would begin to pull back continuing to resist if the Communists decided to advance. Once that retreat was secured however, and a great portion of the Rebel fighters had made it outside of the Communists centers of operations, they would receive their new orders to begin the second campaign against the Communists holding Australia captive. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Triyun Posted February 18, 2011 Report Share Posted February 18, 2011 OOC: Should be listened to while listening to this is read: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wOYmRKmMUa4&feature=related IC: "Brig General Kan, it appears the enemy is retreating from Brisbane according to drone and sat int." the mil intel advisor said. "Use our air force to crush them, cut their lines and decimate their ranks. I want as many When our fleets are in position prepare to launch the ground invasion to finish these rebels." the general ordered. Nightfall over Brisbane 3 Tu-160 S Heaven's Fury strategic bombers were moving into stand off weapons range over the skies of Brisbane. Closer in AWAC stealth drones had been launched to detect radar signals of the enemy air defenses. The signals from the AA guns were detected and routed to the 3 Tu-160 S platforms operating at around 300 miles from the combat zone. Mounted on the outside of these three beasts, were external hardpoints with long range cruise missiles. Routing combat data via the Hydra Combat Network, drone targeting allowed these units to get a lock on to AA locations for these missiles. 60 missiles roared from their holsters to launch a first wave against enemy air defenses. AC-130s the descended from the cloud cover over the city behind the lines of the whites. Protected by AWAC jamming, the gunnery commander of the 2 AC-130s brought up the thermal imaging scopes detecting the outlines of persons running back beginning the retreat from the city. "HQ, this is Dragon's Teeth 1, we have ID on targets, enemy infantry. Retreating. Requesting permission to sortie." [img]http://freightyard.net/videos/AC130_Gunship.JPG[/img] "Sortie approved, begin engaging target. Happy hunting comrades." [img]http://img194.imageshack.us/img194/9999/ac130wallpaper1024x768.jpg[/img] Tracers tore through the air as the fire power of two aerial gun platforms lit up into the pool of infantry on the ground. Special operations soldiers fired with precision using gatling fire and air burst anti-personnel 105 mm howitzers to deliver a massive punch to the combat wary geurilla forces attempting to retreat from the city. "This is Dragon Teeth 1 Target area suppressed." "Roger that, incindiery strikes authorized." Air traffic control said. F/A-47s screamed over the target areas, unleashing their ordinance into the rear of the front line of enemy soldiers. Napalm... [img]http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4076/4887563570_860a4194c6_z.jpg[/img] The firey goo ignited setting the battlefield ablaze and bringing a line of fire right down through the resistances ranks. "Move in the 3rd Airborne Combat Brigade, order air cavalry units to continue pursuit. We will smash the enemy before allowing them to regroup!" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sarah Tintagyl Posted February 18, 2011 Report Share Posted February 18, 2011 It wasn't hard to tell who the Rebels were going to be fighting for the duration of the war and it probably wasn't going to be their Australian brethren, but it was very clear who wanted the Communists to remain in power... Lieutenant Alexander Briggs was on the ground as the first of the Chinese bombs began to fall around the retreating rebel position, watching a blazing inferno of twisted metal, burning bodies, and screams. The Anti-Air guns which had been hastily constructed during the siege did not have the range nor the firepower to react to the far off bombers, in fact, the inferno had come as a surprise filling the night sky with fireworks. "Lieutenant!" One of the gunners called out from his Anti-Air stations which was still intact after the first round of assault. "We can't stay here. We'll be destroyed." Briggs watched the skies through his binoculars. The cloud cover was thick but probability was high that a long-range bomber assault was not the only thing the Communists had prepared, especially given the fact that so many of the Rebel soldiers had been gathered in one place. He shook his head in fury, damn their commanders for being so foolish as to assault the capital without even sufficient aerial support. But his job was simple, cover the retreat back into the hills and even amidst the inferno, a great number of soldiers had already been able to escape into the darkness beyond Brisbane's outskirts. "No Corporal, we have to stay as long as we can. If we haven't died yet, our chances seem pretty damn good, wouldn't you agree?" "You're saying the Chinese aren't going to launch another assault and I'd be a fool for believing that." "Well then, might as take as many of those Asian !@#$%^&* down as we can." The Corporal laughed, even with the screams of the dying around them. "That's if we can even bloody well see them." It was out of the clouds like a horrible storm that the first of the AC-130s descended upon the Anti-Air Battalions of the Australian Rebels, along with the first and second lines which were still retreating from the city lines. He smiled to himself and then saw the flashes from the planes coming towards the positions of his men. Much like before, the ground exploded in waves of fire, snapping bullets and blood, men and women were cut down as they ran across every type of terrain that existed outside of the city. Of course, the front line being among the streets and houses of the outskirts of Brisbane, the weren't without shelter. But suppressed? Suppression is in the eye of the beholder and the Anti-Air, the moment the Chinese aircraft were in range began to launch what they could at the incoming planes. Victory was impossible, but every dead China-man and every downed Chinese plane was one they didn't have to deal with later and the return fire reflected this desperation and soon both the ground and the sky was illuminated with the shells of artillery, bullets, and soon... Napalm... It was a terrible, horrific, and glorious sight all at once, the fire cutting through the lines of retreating soldiers. There were some who were fortunate to have been on the other side of the blast, others were not so lucky and found them immediately cut off from their retreating compatriots. Briggs who's Anti-Air Battalions unfortunately lay on the wrong side of the fire cursed as he saw the flames sprawl up from the ground and watched as the Corporal who he had been talking to was shot up by a flurry of shrapnel from the air. But the sound of artillery fire still meant that there were planes under attack and that was what was important. --- Meanwhile, on the front lines of Brisbane, somewhere between Forest Lake and Inala. Kyrstin Wescott watched from the shelter of the apartment building she was held up in as the line of fire decimated those men who had been retreating from the front. Her squad would have been one of the last to leave the city, they would be holding off the Communist Advance while the third and second lines, most of which had already made it to relative safety retreated into the countryside. Her superior, Captain Michael Froes and a few other of the squadron had been sitting around a radio, taking turns firing out of the windows of the building at the advancing Communists and waiting for their individual orders to fall back. "I don't think those orders are going to come Captain," said Kyrstin as she walked away from the window. "Take a look." Michael stood up and shouldered his AK and joined her at the window. "Napalm?" "It looks like it." "Dammit all." The Captain pressed his face into his hands then turning back to the contingent of men around the radio. "Nate, can you contact the other squads near Forest Lake, tell them we aren't going anywhere right now. We're stuck between two Red walls." "What do you want me to tell them?" said Nate, who was the radio communicator. "Tell them that we're going to hold our ground as best as we can, I don't know, maybe if the fighting dies down we can integrate ourselves into the population, if there's any left alive." A solemn nod came from each one of the soldiers as Kyrstin knelt down near the window again and pushed her sniper rifle up to her eye. "We'll hold. We have to hold." --- In just a matter of hours, the compound in Eastern Australia had been largely dismantled and the command structure of the Revolution reorganized. Cassandra realized after only a few minutes of working with Spragg's plan that it was doomed to fail. The people of Australia wanted the Communists out, but the Communist Movement wanted to maintain what influence they could over the Southern Continent and if that meant squashing the will of the people, so be it. It was that strategy that would have to change and this rebellion would have to do more than simply fight the Communists on the home front if the rebellion was to bear any such fruit. It would mean taking the fight to all the allies of the Australian Communist party. So as the revolutionary command separated, heading further into the vast outreaches of the Outback, Cassandra walked along with Spragg. "It isn't the Australian Free State or the Collickans (the name for the Communists holding the old lands of the Commonwealth hostage), who we have to worry about here Mr. Spragg. Their commanders are weak and their states are barely held together. If it weren't for the help of their allies, this rebellion would already be over." Spragg looked up into the clear sky of the desert and rubbed his hands together from the cold wind that ran across his body. "And then what would you suggest Miss Malkinin?" "It is quite clear that popular support does not lay with Katie Collick and her cronies, intervention as the Communists are used to doing is also looked down on by many countries who would like to see this Scourge stopped. I have meditated many times on the issue, we need a way to get our voice off the continent, out to the other countries of the world who may oppose the Communist's hold over our people." Spragg shook his head. "The world likes to speak a great deal Miss Malkinin, but they do not like to act. Chances are most will not intervene." "It is not just nations we will be speaking to. People who have monetary reasons for warfare, people who would rather just see the world burn as well." She smiled solemnly as if the words hurt her just to speak them. "There are those who still hold the traditions of the Lillian Guard in their heart, along with other die-hard soldiers of New Cymru and the Commonwealth, soldiers and special forces both who can do things that a normal civilian cannot. These commando units will be the lifeblood of our movement and they will carry our words, secure our resources, and funding from the crumbling states in Australia and beyond." "It will take a great deal of chaos to impact the world like that Miss Malkinin." "Time will tell." And as they spoke the Lillian contingents would begin making their way through the wilderness towards the Australian Free State borders and into the Oceanic Protectorate as well. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Markus Wilding Posted February 19, 2011 Author Report Share Posted February 19, 2011 OOC: I'll be out of town nearly all day today, so I ask that all RP be halted until tomorrow. Thank ye. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Markus Wilding Posted February 20, 2011 Author Report Share Posted February 20, 2011 (edited) Any Free Australian soldiers left inside the city would be subject to a slow trickle of return fire. Eventually, the Red Army stopped shooting entirely, electing to instead set up intercoms and loudspeakers throughout the destroyed city of Brisbane. One commander in the field sat atop a Matilda II and spoke through the loudspeakers at anyone within hearing range. As he spoke, rain began falling on the city. [quote][i]Honorable men, women, children and soldiers of Communist Australia, lend me your ears. The "Free Australian" movement which you hear so much about has just attacked your home. The city of Brisbane. Look around you; your once beautiful city is now a ruin of fire and blood. This is what the Free Australians did to your homes! Your work! The Red Australian Army did everything it could to defend it, and yet we still could not prevent the massive loss of life and homes. I ask of you, is this what you want? Do you want a government who does not support YOUR rights? Look at the amount of votes Katie Collick received in the election! The Free Australians got five votes compared to her 60% majority! Free Australians, we know you are still here. We encourage you to surrender. You will be given good food, shelter and a place to sleep. Simply put down your weapons and approach the nearest Red Army patrol with your hands above your heads. It is truly that simple! We also encourage your leadership to come to a meeting with the Chairwoman, to discuss an end to the conflict. We ensure you will not be harmed, in fact, we will treat you as equals to the Red Army, for we are all brothers and sisters. The Red Army is your friend![/i][/quote] Convincing the population would be easy enough; convincing the Free Australians into a meeting would be tough. Regardless, as the night went on Red Army forces did all they could to secure a real defense. Edited February 20, 2011 by Markus Wilding Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TheShammySocialist Posted February 20, 2011 Report Share Posted February 20, 2011 "There were no 'chutes, sir," reported a pilot of Bully Flight to Hassan, as they stood on the tarmac at Brisbane's airport. The rumbling of vehicles and troops racing off the transports behind them, they had landed without incident, Chernov wasn't so lucky. "They did their job, can't ask anything more than that," replied Hassan, shaking his head, as he turned to look at Kazeem and Konev, conferring with a Communist Australian officer nearby. "Yes sir," nodded the pilot, heaving a sigh. "I'll write his family, its a damn shame," said Hassan, taking a cigar from his front pocket, and light it. He took a long drag, and puffed out smoke as he continued, "You boys get some rest, the Ministry of Defense appropriated another squadron of Kestrels to help out, they should be here in about two hours." "Yes sir," nodded the pilot, turning to speak with his men. Hassan walked over to Konev and Kazeem, who had just finished conferring with the Australian officer. "How are we doing Andrei?" "It seems the Free Australians are pulling back out of the city, UFE launched a massive strike on one area, and wiped it clean. We're going to move out and start mopping up opposition inside the city and make sure its secure," said Konev, putting a map in his front left breast pocket. "There were no ejections from Chernov's plane," said Hassan, after nodding while listening to Konev. "That's too damn bad, there's never enough officers like that," grumbled Kazeem, throwing a stub of the cigarette he was smoking aside. "I'll contact the Communist Australian government, and have them on the look out for the remains of his plane. We're bringing him and his WSO, Jamal," nodded Konev, giving Hassan a firm reassuring pat on the shoulder. "Thank you Andrei," responded Hassan, steeling his face and looking over at the unscathed line of transport aircraft. "He probably saved a lot of men today, there could be a lot more men dead if his attack run hadn't identified those three other double-A sites," said Kazeem. "We gotta get going Jamal," said Konev, looking at the line of vehicles, finally all unloaded from the transports. "You get some rest." "Yes sir," nodded Hassan. "Catch you on the flip side," added Kazeem, exchanging a grasp of hands with the senior air commander. The two army officers jogged off to the convoy, which was ready to roll, their engines idling. Hassan turned to look across the runways and skyline of Brisbane, wisps of smoke were rising from the large city, and he shook his head. Behind him, the roar of vehicle engines announced the departure of Task Force Caspia, as it raced into the city to join its fellow peacekeeping brethren. It was time to finish this campaign once and for all. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Triyun Posted February 20, 2011 Report Share Posted February 20, 2011 "Dragon Teeth 1 to Control, we are taking hostile fire, some of the enemy AA fire seems to be unguided, taking evasive action." the first AC-130's pilot said. The two planes were well armored but they weren't overly maneuverable, the 2nd Starboard engine erupted in flames but the shells bounced off the armor of the heavily fortified body and thicker area of the wing. "I've got a fire on engine block 4 cutting fuel supply and withdrawing from combat area." The AC-130 pulled out under three engine power heading back to base. The second, meanwhile moved around to position itself against the AA line releasing two airburst glider bombs from under their wings and then coming around bring their gatling guns and howitzers to bear using the gatling guns to supress gunner positions while the howitzer crew moved like clock work putting incindiery shells down on the AA gun position to chase troops out of the gunnery stations and fusing the gears and barrels together to make the weapons ineffective. The JH-7s were then moving in over the target having reloaded at base, "Light 'em up." Air Traffic Control said. Blazing across the target area another round of napalm incindiery weapons was laid down across the Enemy line to finish them. Then AWACs would begin instituting full spectrum jamming of the enemies radio communications. Instead they would hear the blaring sounds of Wagner's Flight of the Valkeryies. Overhead the 21st Vietnamese Air Cavalry moved across the sky in their MH-60 and Mi-28 helicopter transport gunships. Colonel Nguyen That took in a deep breath as he approached the combat zone, "!@#$%*! THOSE CHINESE !@#$%^&* NAPALM STRIKE ARE !@#$@#$ UP OUR SURF! !@#$@#$ NORTHERNERS! Oh well light them up boys!" The thirty helicopters tracers from their gatling cannons and anti-personnel rockets lit up the sky as they opened up on the remaining beleaguered positions, firing their way through the AA line and moved towards attacking the fleeing guerillas. Meanwhile the off shore fleet was now in position and were launching two mechanized companies of marines from the third PLAM (Marines) Amphibious Assault Group with expeditionary fighting vehicles followed by one battalion of light marine infantry. The EFV force of 30 armor moved rapidly to take ground ahead of the infantry and flank the fleeing line of guerillas to trap as many as possible between the armored forces and the airborne cavalry. Brigadier General Kan watched from the Sit Rep room of the Australian command center, "Inform Beijing, we've begun major ground operations." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sarah Tintagyl Posted February 20, 2011 Report Share Posted February 20, 2011 Kyrstin chuckled as the sounds of loud speaker just barely broke through the sounds of chaos from rifle, artillery, and bombs dropping. "Looks like they want us to surrender." "That's just the cries of a desperate enemy who knows that they can't hold onto power forever." said Michael as he brought himself up towards the window looking down at the scattering fights of Communists and Freemen on the streets below. He watched as Kyrstin took another shot and one of the Communist dropped. "Nate, you get any contact with our guys, what do they think of this little play of words?" The hum and squeak of the radio filled the room for a moment and everyone could hear sounds of static and strange voices out of Nate's headphones. After a few moments his face brightened. "They're saying no go, rather stay and fight. One of the captains at the northern end of our line, he said that the napalm isn't covering his line of retreat there and if we begin to snake through the city we might be able to get out alive." A small cheer with a few laughs came out of the room as Michael nodded and strapped his rifle over his shoulder again. "Well then ladies and gentlemen, you heard the news, we're going to be heading north and since we're one of the units furthest south. We have the joy of guarding the flank of an army that's already collapsed." "I don't think we'd want it any other way." Said Gerard Fitzroy, as he picked up the light machine gun from the window and stared back at his captain. "What's the route we're going to be taking? I'm assuming this isn't going to be a dash out." "If you want to die Gerard and you want to play sniper, we can move as fast as you want." Kyrstin smirked from the window as another defining shot rang out from her position. "I'm the one who takes the flack here, so we're moving slow." The Napalm strikes had destroyed a great deal of the Forest Park northwest of the city. However near areas as Mount Crosby and Karana Downs, there was significant room to move, likewise was the case further to the north near Ashgrove, plus if High Command wanted their forces to be separated and working on a smaller front, this was the perfect way to do it. "All right, we're going to start up the highway to the north. A lot of the buildings up that way have already been bombed, but the few that are standing should give us enough natural cover to save our asses and burn the Communists good. The Asian my idols are in the skies still, but I don't know how well our Anti-Air fared, probably not well, so if you see planes, get the $%&@ down and down get up. Understood?" "Sir, yes sir." Michael nodded and slowly but surely his unit began to make their way down from the apartment where they were held up in towards the streets. Out there it was a blood bath and as Kyrstin finally pushed herself onto the street, it was clear just how bad things had gotten for their people. The city of Brisbane burned brightly from the bombs falling from the sky, one could hear the cries of civilian and soldier alike and for a moment she questioned that perhaps it would have been easier for everyone if the Freemen would lay down their arms and submit, maybe then the country could be changed democratically. But it was that thought that made her put the sniper eye and fire into the advancing Communist lines, who were then held up by other Rebel units coming from further south. The volley of gunfire, tank shells, and anti-armor fire stormed through the mass of men that pushed back against themselves through the buildings and streets of Forest Lake and Imala all under the sounds of whirling engines of the planes above. Maybe, perhaps one day the skies would be dominated by the Rebellion's own aircraft, probably not, but it was a pleasant and hopeful thought to think. "Keep moving goddammit!" The call was shouted from somewhere down the Rebel lines and Kyrstin, still running with her unit, could barely tell if it came from the forces engaging the Communists or the forces beginning the march north. But it didn't matter, there were Communists and Rebels everywhere. Amidst the sounds of Wagner and his orchestra blaring from the mouth of the city itself the lines slowly began to shift. While napalm surrounded much of the rebel lines, there were still areas in every direction of the compass, aside from marching east, that could provide an escape route to the rebel forces. However, like their comrades before them in the third and second lines, the retreat had to be orderly to maintain solidness. The Communists had armor, they had air support, they had everything and the Rebels had the skills of their minds and what they carried on their backs. But, that was enough. Shots and artillery rang out against the red sky and as the helicopters would come in they would find forces not in the least bit way 'beleaguered' and from roof tops far off, the China-men would have to dodge and deflect the screaming rockets of the Rebellion's Portable SAMs. Soon the entire red sky would be covered with the smoke of Communist and Rebellion missiles streaming towards each other. By the end little of what the Rebels had in the way of Anti-Air would be left, the hope remained that there would be at least some air craft wreckage on the ground before them, commending them of their final work against the enemy. For the helicopters that would move south to pursue the retreating second and ultimately the third line of the Rebellion's forces, the resistance to air would be much stauncher. The commanders of these forces had in their minds that they would not be able to flee Brisbane without a fight, they had begun to reach ideal defensive positions near Spring Mountain and South Ripley. Many of the men and women would continue the march south and to the west, however those men and women tasked to operate portable SAMs and other rocketry were tasked with holding the helicopters back and out of the mountain side and from the trees, the screams of missiles and rockets would again pierce the skies aiming at the advancing Chinese aircraft. Men and women would drop into blood piles, reduced to pulp by heavy air machine guns, others would explode upon contact with missiles and soon a great deal of the trees that the Rebels were using as shelter had been burned to near ash. But they would hold and they would bring as many Asians to the grave as they could. By this time, many of the third line had begun to disperse into the wilderness beyond the city. --- Meanwhile on the borders of the Oceanic Protectorate and the Australian Free State the Lillian Patrols which had been sent to secure networking capabilities for the rebellion had crossed into foreign territory. They were dressed in civilian clothes with forged Communist Australian passports, if they were stopped by authorities, they were refugees fleeing away from the turmoil of their country, the bonus of being in the Old-Lillian Guard however, was that a female contingent had a better chance of playing the helpless card, the pity card, and the love card. If they crossed the borders without trouble, the contingents would continue to move south towards Geelong, Adelaide, Victor Harbor, and Melbourne. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TheShammySocialist Posted February 20, 2011 Report Share Posted February 20, 2011 (edited) Over the skies of Brisbane, as surface-to-air missiles flashed through the sky, eight Caspian aircraft streaked through the sky, heading south and west. With escape routes and approaches to the north covered by advancing Peacekeeping Coalition troops, there were only a few logical directions any rebels could take if they were escaping the siege. Being one of the freshest units on the ground, Task Force Caspia, fresh from successes at the Free Australian stronghold near Norman, and at the battle of Norman itself, was racing to join the running battle in the streets of Brisbane. But they also needed to know where the Free Australian guerrillas were going for that, and that required reconnaissance, and fast reconnaissance at that. As they passed over the Brisbane River, and towards the battlefields dominating the western part of the city, the aircraft broke into flights of two. These were the "Ridgerunner" supersonic tactical strike/electronic warfare aircraft of the Caspian Air Force, some of the fastest aircraft over the battlefield. Capable of speeds of almost Mach 3, they put their throttles down as they streaked over the battlefields, dodging errant anti-aircraft shells as they passed over the burning city. They weren't here to drop munitions, they had another purpose, working from information they had gathered from the radio chatter, the AWACS had given them relatively vectors and positions on where Free Australian AA sites were. Taking the paths, of what they hoped were least resistance, they zipped over the lines, as they did, dropping chaff bombs over the lines that would play some havoc with anti-air tracking systems. They zipped over the lines, and as they did, high-resolution thermal imaging cameras shot began shooting thousands of pictures and giving live feed over the area, trying to track the retreating Free Australian guerrilla forces. The electronic warfare suites on the aircraft played havoc with radar tracking equipment, as they were activated. The aircraft finally looped around and began lazy wide circles over the skies to the west and south of Brisbane, their cameras and imaging equipment scouring the landscape, live data feeds providing Konev, now in a secure headquarters close to the Brisbane airport, with imaging of the area. "We need to move through Milton and Indooroopilly, and get heading south, that is probably where the bulk of the Free Australians are fleeing. And tell Kazeem he needs to get across the Brisbane River as soon as possible," said Konev, turning to a radio operator, who nodded. He then turned back to the multitude of high-resolution screens in front of him, and scratched at the scruff that was growing on his chin and neck. "And the battle is joined," he whispered, one of the high resolution screens showing the large convoy of Task Force Caspia racing through the suburbs and buildings of central Brisbane, north of the Brisbane River. At the head of the convoy, heavy Viper tanks, covered with slate armor kits with heavy infantry support of the venerable Afghan Light Infantry double-timed it through the shattered city. Edited February 20, 2011 by TheShammySocialist Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Markus Wilding Posted February 21, 2011 Author Report Share Posted February 21, 2011 Red Army forces made attempts to fire back at the rebels evacuating the city with little effect. A call came in for a ceasefire on all IPF forces. "All commanders, land and air, this is General Dawson, all forces are to cease fire immediately, I repeat, cease fire. Return fire only if fired upon. This order comes from the Chairwoman herself. Any Red Australian soldier found to be in violation of this order will be shot!" Regretfully, the Communists stopped firing again. Men reloaded, engineers constructed field defenses and Matilda II and Cromwells patrolled the streets. Meanwhile, in Norman, preparations were being made. --- "General!" A Captain John Black ran up to General Dawson, saluting him. A British immigrant, his accent punctuated his speech, even though he had lived in Communist Australia for nearly two years. "Yes Captain Black, sitrep I assume?" The captain nodded and began describing the air cavalry's situation. "Right now, AA fire from rebel forces cut our airmen down...too many to count. UFE airplanes are faring better, a lot better 'n ours. Recent intel from spy planes tells us that they're retreatin' into the outer parts of the Outback and frontier, probably tryin' to goad us into a long guerrilla war. Our AH-64s are fueled up and waitin' sir, all we need is the go-ahead." General Dawson though this over before he gave it the green light. "Do it. Hunt down every rebel and give them a Goddamned taste of what happens when you deal with us. Get some boys from the 3rd Armoured to give you some ground support. Godspeed Captain Black." The captain nodded again and donned his flight helmet, barking orders into his comms mic. They had a lot to do, and this was only the beginning. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aggressivenutmeg Posted February 21, 2011 Report Share Posted February 21, 2011 (edited) [b]AFS - CA - OU boarder - South Australia: secure military radio transmission from AVA AH-64 Apache, 'Hitman 1'[/b] *static*"Hammerhead this is Hitman 1, over."*static* *static*"Hitman 1 this is Hammerhead, over."*static* *static*"Hammerhead this is Hitman 1 we have approximately, 25 indviduals moving through the bush, crossing the border, over."*static* *static*"Hitman 1 this is Hammerhead, are the inderviduals armed? Over."*static* *static*"Ah, Hammerhead this is Hitman 1, that is a negative we cannot see any weapons at this time, over."*static* *static*"Hitman 1 this is Hammerhead, stay on them, Airmobile from 6 brigade has been dispatched to investigate, over."*static* *static*"Hammerhead this is Hitman 1, rodger that, out copy over."*static* --- The AFS forces in Queensland were moving north again. 1st and 2nd Airmobile and 3rd Aviation Regiments had been withdrawn, however, the remainder of 2 brigade and elements of 3 brigade remaind north of the border. They would be tasked with mopping up the last remainents of the 'Free Australians'. With any luck the rebellion would die down and they could all go home. OoC: Sarah, do the Lillian Guard have weapons on them? Edited February 21, 2011 by Chernarussia Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Triyun Posted February 21, 2011 Report Share Posted February 21, 2011 Jamming systems made direct lock on on the airborne cavalry difficult. Many a missile flew past the advancing battalion, yet the sheer volume of fire made dodging difficult. A single rocket struck the back of the MH-60 Colonel Nguyen was in exploding the tail and bringing the copter down into a tail spin strike the surface with tremendous force. Briefly shocked into unconciousness, the loud clanging sound of a AK-47 probably fired by a geurilla shocked him into life. "Colonel get clear, she's on fire." one of the men said next to him. Looking up he saw one of the enlisted men in the back of the machine raising his barett assault rifle into the distance letting out two three shot bursts. "We need cover over hear." the man yelled into his ear piece. As he said that a RPG flew past him and struck one of the buildings behind him. Nguyen slowly pullet himself out of his chair and his leg out of the cockpit. There was a large purplish crimson color of blood oozing out from the !@#$ where a piece of shrapnel had struck him. He tried to stand but he nearly fell. "$%&@ its either sprained or broken." he said. As he said that another guerilla came out from cover, Nguyen on instinct grabbed his side arm and put a pair of bullets between the eyes of the guerilla. He then fell to the ground. One of the soldiers picked him up around his soldier and moved him to cover. "EVERYONE TO COVER AIR STRIKES INCOMING!" one of the NCOs yelled. The deafening roar of jet engines filled the air as a sino fighter flew over head dropping two JDAMs on enemy firing position. "We've got to hold here till the marines get here." the same NCO shouted. Nguyen looked up to see a medic approach him with a syringe, "Colonel, this is morphine, its going to put you out for a bit, but it should make the pain manageable, you seem to have multiple shrapnel wounds to the chest, we're going to have to do battlefield triage." Nguyen shook his head, "No, we're in it now, I'm staying in command." Meanwhile the armored forces and most of the airborne cavalry had created a pincer and were aiming to close the gap on the guerillas. Airborne cavalry which evaded the missiles would bring to bear anti personnel rockets and precision gatling fire on enemy operators using thermoscopes to increase the accuracy. The armored forces would get support from the AC-130 still in the battle space and now a second one which had shown up. The two airborne gun platforms would lay down fire on the enemies anti-armor guns supressing them as the EFV units advanced engaging enemy infantry with their 30 mm heavy machine cannons and unloading UFE marine shock troopers. Two teams would setup heavy GPS guided mortar positions which would be used to lay down highly accurate airburst fragmentation shells on infantry formations identified by the airforce. Meanwhile infantry forces advancing under armor and air cover would move against the anti-armor positions and anti-air positions of the enemy. They would move under cover using thermo scopes and real time aerial imagery to locate enemy units and avoid maneuver. Boomerang acoustic anti-sniper systems were activated in the battlespace to quickly locate snipers and their positions would be relayed to the AC-130s as well as a UFE snipe firing line being setup in the rear of the combat zone by the marines coming ashore in order to kill them. The Marines were also setting up their own battery. Non-Line of Site Launch Systems were setup outside the beach head HQ company which would provide local command and control of the operation. Also coming ashore was two batteries of 4 155 mm NLOS-Cannons, which were nearly ready to begin shelling the enemy. Offshore the guns of two Jade Emperor Class destroyers were now also ready to engage the enemy. The ships 155 mm cannons were used against enemy air defense and larger anti armor sites not engaged by ground forces, while the rail guns were used to strike fleeing forces which had made it a good ways out of the city. In addition to those naval assets, two littoral combat ships were ordered to provide support with their NLOS-LS from closer in shore firing them at locations where large amounts of rebel radio activity had been conducted aiming to destroy as much command and control as possible. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sarah Tintagyl Posted February 22, 2011 Report Share Posted February 22, 2011 [url="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z67kvgDDOKg&feature=related"]The Battle of the Coonan Street Bridge[/url] If the majority of Rebel forces were going to escape from Brisbane to the north they had two options. The first was to continue the march north, through heavy Communist fire towards Central Brisbane, the Central city held the largest Communist garrison in perhaps fifty miles and if captured would perhaps usher in the downfall of the Collick Government. That said, it would be near impossible to take with the resources the rebels had at their disposal and the sight of what kinds of war material the Communists were bringing up from points north, south, and from the sea. This meant that the option lay in a retreat through the north across the suburbs of Indoorophilly and Fig Tree Pocket. Securing these routes however would not be easy and two very problematic structures lay in the way of the Rebel advance, these being the Coonan Street bridge that led to Indoorophilly and the Cenatary Motorway Bridge that led to Fig Tree Pocket. As the Rebel forces moved northward, crossing streets and municipalities, constantly taking and returning fire from Communist soldiers of China, Caspia, and their Australian opponents, the bodies began to pile up across the streets. Communist and Rebel alike lay bleeding on the roads, surrounded by the twisted metal and barrels of Anti-Air artillery and the ruined helicopters of the Australian and Chinese air forces. Never since the nuclear holocaust had Brisbane witnessed such destruction. For Captain Froes and his men, they soon found themselves as coming up on the vanguard of the Rebel forces moving to cross the bridges. Shouts of jubilation ran through the streets and the divided units sprawled across the city. But those shouts were quickly cut short by the sounds of artillery shells and the screaming of men as Froes' squadron came onto the scene. The neighborhood near the Coonan Bridge was residential and from the houses bordering the houses the Rebels could see what opposition lay in front of them. None other than the opposing vanguard of the advancing Caspian soldiers moving south. Running up the streets, explosions all around him, Froes ran with his men up towards the bridge and looked across at the smoke rising up from the other side. "Who the hell is in charge here?" He said yanking one of the Rebel soldiers out from the shelter of one of the houses overlooking the bridge. "Ah Captain!" The soldier saluted. "Major Aulis is the one trying to secure the bridge, if we can't the advance pretty much stops here." "And where is the Major at the moment?" The soldier smiled, a chuckle pushing through his breath and pointed over at the bridge. "Why he's trying to secure it as we speak Captain. We're bringing everything we can against them, but the Caspians have the advantage in strength, but we've begun firing everything we can at them, we have a lot of Anti-Armor capabilities, at least what we can carry with us. Beyond their armor forces, there are infantry forces baring down. We've tried what we can with grenade launchers, trying to push them to the other side of the bridge." he shook his head. "The Major's worried that so much stress on the bridge itself might cause it to collapse and if this bridge falls, we don't have many other options than to try and turn back where we came from." Froes shook his head. "That's not going to work, the Chinese and the Government Forces are already hitting the south from what I've heard from sparse communication." "We're stuck?" The soldier said with a glint of fear in his voice. "No, not by a long shot, we have a lot of play room left." He turned away from the soldier to Kyrstin and Gerard. "You two are coming with me, we're going to see what we can do along the bridge. Nate, I want you to stay back here and try to find out what you can about what's going on in the rest of the city. Keep me posted." "Yes sir." Out of the house on the edge of the Brisbane River, Michael, Gerard and Kyrstin began running, under the best cover they could find, towards the bridge that was rife with fire. The Caspians had reached the bridge, but had not been able to cross just yet and were under fire by Anti-Armor, heavy, and light machine gun fire from the rebel lines on the bridge. That said, the Rebels were not able to cross the bridge out of fear of armor shells bursting through their lines, infantry pinned up against the advancing armor, the Rebels did what they could to find refuge in the houses near the bridge and in hastily made fortifications along the road. If the Anti-Armor could repel the Capsian tank battalions, then the Rebels would be able to advance in force against the Light Infantry behind the armor. If not, then the bridge would be lost and the Rebels would have to play defensively until that armor could somehow be neutralized. It would be out of the inferno on the north side of the river that the Australian Rebels would have their answer. --- [url="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NonQZWWe1y8"]The Battle of Spring Mountain[/url] As the battle near Indoorophilly was occurring the Rebels in the south of Brisbane, where the advancing line's furthest end was located at was having trouble with the Chinese. Chinese air, unlike the air force of the Communist Australians was devastating both what was left of the Rebellion's Anti-Air Artillery as well as what the Rebels had been able to mount as to attack the helicopter units baring down on top of them. What was left of the Anti-Air continued to fire against Chinese helicopters and bombers as best as they could, however casualties were high and many of the man, having lost their officers and a great number of their comrades had left their posts retreating further into the city or across areas to the south where the napalm hadn't exploded. By this point in time, it was portable SAMs that would be responsible for most of the damage taken by the Chinese pilots. That said, nearly every roof and high placed window had the ability to conceal a deadly blast of a rocket or missile against the helicopter forces. It was a different story for the second line which had retreated away from Brisbane when the order had arrived from Malkinin's Command. While the reserves and third lines had pretty much escaped by this point beyond Spring Mountain and the plains located miles away from Brisbane, the second line which was just beginning to cross into areas such as Greenback and the outskirts of Logan City and for Eliisa Lappi and her brother Erik, the side of Chinese armor and infantry behind those terrible beasts as they breached the cover of trees near Greenback was a saddening sight. It was dismal for all the men and women of the second line who thought they had more to worry about at their rear and not in front of them, but it would appear that the Chinese were coming in from both sides. However the rebel line moving south, having to defend on both sides of their flank could not ask for better ground. The some two miles that lay between Greenback and Logan City, where the Chinese were advancing on the rebels held on Spring Mountain and in the Greenback Military Camp region, was hilly and had the cover of trees. While the commanders knew that Chinese air would soon reduce the cover of trees to cinder, the higher ground still provide some advantage. "We hold the line here!" Hollered the commanders from down the line. "Anti-Armor out to the front, heavy and light machine guns support. Anti-Air units make yourselves available!" Commotion filled the lines as Eliisa and Erik moved towards the position along the southern ridge of the line on Spring mountain, commanding a light machine gun. "You starting to regret maybe signing up for something like this?" Eliisa said as she looked at the bright green eyes of her brother as he fiddled around with bullets. "No, not until I'm dying or I lose you. I don't think we can regret one thing yet. Hopefully this whole battle will teach the Communists they can't enforce what they don't own." Eliisa smiled and grabbed her brothers hand, her Swedish braids swinging side to side underneath her cap. "Then lets give them hell." And when the battle would join, the mountainside and the plains, on both side of Spring Mountain would be illuminated with explosion and flame. The Second Line's survival depended on repulsing the Chinese forces from the field and as unlikely as it seemed, retreat was no longer an option unless to attempt to fill in towards the west, but how long until the Chinese moved there. They had good ground and it was this ground they would keep. Watching miles away as the lights of the Australian landscape began to disappear in the cover of darkness and smoke. --- Meanwhile in the far south, Abigail LaRoux led her detachment of Lillian Guards through the underbrush, crossing the border into the Australian Free State. In the night sky it wasn't hard to see the lights of the apache flying over head and the contingent knew they were under scrutiny. A few of newer girls, who had not been in the Lillian Guard during its service in the Commonwealth or the Queendom sighed uneasily, had they been caught? But Abigail and those who had served longer only turned back to the younger guards and smiled. "Don't give anything away that you'd be scared, other than the fact that you're running away from the Communist Australian regime and that our homes have been destroyed. That shouldn't be too hard, should it." It wasn't, it was exactly what was happening hundreds of miles away where valiant men and women were giving their lives. They kept their weapons concealed, their pistols and knives in their long coats and padded clothes. If Australian State guards came up on them, they would have the credentials to get through the patrols and hopes were that a patrol would only make the trip to the south faster. Until that time, they continued to walk and trudge through the brush and foliage to a brighter future for all of Australia. 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Aggressivenutmeg Posted February 22, 2011 Report Share Posted February 22, 2011 (edited) [size="3"][b]AFS - CA - OU boarder - South Australia: 0200 hours[/b][/size] The Blackhawk helicopter flew low over the bush, The troops of 6 brigade, readied themselves for thier first ever mission. The blackhawks came apon the Apache 'Hitman 1', it turned on its spotlight, lighting up the refugges on the ground. The blackhawks landed, deploying 14 men. "Halt! This is Lieutenant David Wells, Australian Volunteer Army. You are to lay down and put your hands on your head!" The lieutenant yelled at the 'fugges. They did as they were asked, laying down in the sand, as the AVA militiamen approached. Removing their NVGs the men lit flears and scattered them around the area. "You have all illegaly crossed into the Australian Free State. As you are pressumed refugges, you will be search, have your passports cheacked and be escorted to 'Refugge Processing' Camp Zulu, where you will be held untill the time that we determine you are actually refugges." the lieutenant said again to the 'fugges. After giving them a quick frisk the militamen piled them onto more Blackhawks that had arrived from the base to be escorted to the refugge camp. "Hammerhead, this is Tango 4, we have them over." Edited February 22, 2011 by Chernarussia Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TheShammySocialist Posted February 22, 2011 Report Share Posted February 22, 2011 (edited) On the north side of the river, the company of Viper tanks that had spearheaded the advance into Brisbane's suburbs fanned out along the bank, finding impromptu cover from the anti-armor rocket fire from the other side of the Brisbane River. Kazeem, once again leading the troops from right behind the front lines, was surprised to see the amount of Rebel forces now at his front. While the Caspian Task Force had expected some resistance as it rolled south, it had not expected a full-fledged assault by rebels. The Coonan Street Bridge was one of the few bridges in this area, and it had to be secured to continue the move south, but Kazeem now realized that he was sitting on one of the escape routes north. Instead of trying to capture the bridge, Kazeem deployed the bulk of the task force near the bridge, along the banks. Infantry began taking up positions in abandoned residences and storefronts that dominated the area, a number of sniper teams took to the roof of a large movie theater, to provide over watch of the surrounding areas, picking off Free Australians if they tried to cross the bridge at all. Instead of taking his chances exposing his tanks to the rocket fire from the other side of the river, which had already immobilized one tank near the head of the north side of the bridge, Kazeem had deployed the tanks behind structures lining the river. They would pop out from behind the structures, and fire a few high explosive rounds, using thermal imaging, into Free Australian positions, then quickly pop back behind cover, playing a game of cat and mouse with Free Australian anti-tank rocket gunners. The Vipers did have some protection from anti-tank missiles, especially RPG and point-detonate rounds, their slat armor detonating the rounds before they could make the vehicles into burning hulks. While one tank was a total loss, two others had been disabled, but their brave comrades, working under fire, and using tow cables attached to other Vipers, had pulled them behind structures to give them cover. Staying out of the fight, the IFVs and light wheeled vehicles at the rear of the column disgorged their troops, and stayed at a distance from the mechanized death at the bridge. As the fire from both sides of the river slackened, a couple of the Vipers, with speakers attached for reasons of propaganda, negotiations, or just morale boosting, started playing the whining noise of bagpipes. The tune that their speakers blared out was the adopted tune the so-called "Azrael" or "Angels of Death" Regiment, also known as the Turkmen Hussars had adopted as their unit's impromptu anthem, "[url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PSH0eRKq1lE&feature=related]Scotland the Brave[/url]". The regiment had a proud history of counterinsurgency operations, and securing the legitimacy of the Dawkins Government during the Kandahar Operation. This tune spread over the deafening battlefield, as the "Angels", many wearing balaclavas with the faces of skulls painted onto them, their eyes the only visible features of their face, where the normal eyes of a skull would be, joined the battle. Sending the first of the two mechanized infantry battalions of the Turkmen Hussars to spread amongst the trees and residences that lined the bank, the troops laying down accurate fire with their assault rifles and sniper rifles. As their tune played, the Azrael let out a fiercesome yell as they stalwartly defended the north bank of the river, pouring concentrated and accurate fire across the river, the snipers concentrating on any anti-tank teams they could see. "Glad I didn't try to rush the bridge," chuckled Kazeem, as he observed the battle from a shattered window of an office in the ruined movie theater near the bridge. "Yes sir, the Rebels got the south portion of the bridge covered well," said his Head NCO, Sergeant Major Ibn al-Muzzani, shaking his head. "I thought intel pointed to the bulk of the Free Australians moving to the south," said Kazeem, rhetorically, as he shook his head. "We just cut off their route north, or at least one of the routes north," noted Muzzani. "Looks like we start our battle for Brisbane here, map," said Kazeem, looking at Muzzani, who fished his detailed map of Brisbane from his breast pocket. Kazeem looked it over carefully, "Alright, so we've stopped the FAs from moving here," he pointed at the Coonan Street Bridge. "We need to make sure that they don't loop around and take this bridge here," he continued, pointing at the Centenary Motorway bridge that crossed the Brisbane River from Jindalee over to Fig Tree Pocket. "We have the Second Battalion of the Azrael in reserve at the moment, as well as a company from the Afghan Light Infantry," said Muzzani, cracking a smile as he heard the sound of bagpipes blaring through the loudspeakers of the Viper tanks. The song wasn't meant to really have a demoralizing effect on the other side, or intimidate them, just to give the men an inspiring tune as they poured into battle. Units like the Turkmen Hussars were built on tradition, something that the Caspian government lauded, as they felt it helped build the units into more of a fighting clan, a family, something much more then a unit. "I want Second Battalion of the Azrael, to secure the northern end of that bridge, disengage three Vipers, and send them along as well. If we get blocked, we'll bring in close air support, and drop that bridge, but lets try to reach it and hold it intact. We need to keep the FAs from getting north," ordered Kazeem. Muzzani nodded, and picked up the field radio from the pack on his back, and began shouting orders into it, as Kazeem took another look through his field glasses. While his tanks weren't great in number, and he needed to shepherd them carefully, he knew that this was a desperate enemy, and those were the most dangerous types of enemies. With UFE forces pressing them from the south, if their escape route south was cut, these forces would want this bridge. Only fifteen minutes or so before, he believed the battle raged farther to the south, and it did, but the escape of these forces northward was his primary problem now. Joining the cacophony of fire, towed 155mm Artillery Pieces, having been set up in secure positions behind the Caspian lines, began opening up behind his impromptu command position. As Kazeem's field glasses scanned the waterfront of the south side of the Brisbane River, the 155mm Artillery rounds shattering the residences along the waterfront. "They're damn brave as hell," murmured Kazeem, as he watched two 155mm shells, almost in perfect succession, completely obliterate one house where he had seen the vapor trail of an anti-tank missile leave just a few moments before. "Sir?" "The FA Soldiers, they don't give up." "No they don't sir, they're tough buggers," chuckled Muzzani, shaking his head. "They don't have air support, no tanks, hardly any artillery to speak of, and yet they keep on coming," sighed Kazeem, stuffing a cigar in his mouth and lighting it. He had no contempt for the Free Australians he was fighting, he respected them, they had shown themselves to be worthy opponents, despite the desperate circumstances they were in. "Sergeant, I want air support standing by," he said, as he took another look across the carnage now before him. 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