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Zaz, the ovens still on...
Zazumo and New nazi comrade
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The headquarters for the Asphodel factory defensive operation was a quiet place, as the mix of hired mercenaries and the black uniformed Asphodel special forces. The leader of the operation, Johan, a tall man with a lined face and bright, active eyes, stood in the center of the room. His eyes moved from screen to screen, picking up the information flowing in from the battlefield. There was maddeningly little. Although the two crest type attack helicopters were filling in the blanks, their flight paths hampered their vision, for better or for worse.
A radio beeped, a long tone that filled the quiet space. The operator picked up a headset, listening to it for a split second before looking up at the commander. "We have an incoming message from the Montarcian army."
Johan waved dismissively, still watching the reports from the infantry flicker through the screen. "What do they want?"
"They want a ceasefire so they can extricate civilians."
"Deny it. Our job is to buy time so everyone can be extricated by those two cruisers, so try to bait them as long as possible." He turned to the commanders of the infantry forces stationed around the factory. "Get the soldiers further in, have them draw up heavy weapons positions, we will likely get mortar fire soon, maybe artillery."
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In the command bridge of Flowing Wind, Captain Hamija watched as three smoke trails streaked across the sky, hazy from distance. Exocets from the look of it, way off target. A blind fire most likely. However, they seemed to have straight courses, aimed at the last known position before Montarcan radar had dropped off. A small smile crept over his face. Clearly the enemy were inexperienced. The sounds of their approach were starting to register on the passive sonars of the naval mines, and one by one the dropped mines lit up from the contact. "Fire off three Type-99 Missiles in the course of the exocets. It'll take some guesswork as we only have the smoke trails, just eyeball it. Set them on a roundabout course as well. We can't give away our position yet."
"Roger." The weapons officer stated, flicking the switches set to prime the deadly weapons. A roar filled the air, and the bridge grew dark. As the smoke from the launches cleared, Hamija turned to look over the ocean, at the sleek form of their sister ship as she plowed ahead. As of now, everything was proceeding on schedule.
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Mika Himiruji sat in the pilot's seat of the Crest, moving the agile craft among the buildings of the factory. She had found her spot. It was a wide avenue, just large enough for her to squeeze through the tall factory buildings. The perfect cover for an attack helicopter like the Crest, now, to plot her course. Pulling up a topography map of the area, she noted the lack of cover. The sprint from the factory to the treeline would take at least 10 seconds, a long time for a craft like the Crest. Once she was clear though, she could wreck havoc.
She looked around. A conspicuous absence of the other attack helicopter. Looking down at the weapons operator, she called out; "Hey Sanjez, seen 114?" The tail number of the other helicopter.
The young man nodded. "They split off as we entered the factory. I think they're taking a low flight to outflank their defenses."
Mika sighed. No telling how that would work out. "Well then, let's see how the Montarcians react. I doubt they think we're attack craft, since they didn't shoot at sight." The thought of her sleek craft being mistaken by the enemy brought a smile to her face, and she awaited the next order with enthusiasm.
Confederation of independent colonies, Lotion Empire, and Reorganized independent nevada
Eraver and Reorganized independent nevada
Trying to overthrow two communist Nations that occupied my country
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CANADA!
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god save their British queen
Praeceps and Aerilia
Will you help me retake my nation?
Anyway, i‘m Going to sleep
G’oodnight my friends!*bear hug*
Aerilia, Reorganized independent nevada, and Petes sake
Well that's a shame
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