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Romanian Civil War
OOC: Thread for the Romanian Civil War. I'll let Niobium do the honors for all that jazz.
Re: Romanian Civil War
(OOC: Cool. Here's how I see this going down; I'll lay out the two factions, which will both send out for Volunteers and support. Any interested player can send up to 3 points of Volunteers to either (or both) sides, which you can flavor however you like, along with economic support, lend-leases, or whatever you envision. After a few IRL days, Markus will roll the first round of combat, after which volunteers will arrive, and the fun will commence. I'll also keep track of everything on this handy map:
Information on the factions can be found here, along with the spreadsheets for the Democrats and Fascists.
So, without further ado:)
The bubbling pot of Romania has at last boiled over. Horia Sima, leader of the fascist Grey-Dogs, has raised his army against Vasile Atanasiu and the democratic Bluehats. The battle of Peleș Castle has spilled first blood, and each side is now primed to strike in full force against the other.
The democrats are eager to take the Ploiești oil fields from Fascist hands, securing much needed fuel for their more sizable Navy and Air Force. They also will need to cross the Carpathians to reach isolated Timisoara, before the Grey-Dogs can reach it from Cluj-Napoca. The rebuilt Chisinau, a hotbed of fascist support, has likewise been surrounded- keeping it closed will prevent supplies from reaching inland, while cutting it off from the sea would prevent supplies from reaching the fascists at all.
The fascists, on the other hand, must hold Ploiești at all costs. Reaching Timisoara before the Bluehats can cross the Carpathians would mean the total decimation of any democratic forces trapped in the city. But perhaps most urgently, the fascists must attempt to pass Iași or Galați, carving a path to Chisnau and opening up supply lines to bring food and munitions inland. With these moves completed, the full strength of the fascist army could cross the Ialomita to strike hard at Bucharest.
The fascists need food, the democrats need oil. Both sides are in critical need of munitions and armaments. Huge numbers of militia have sprung up to join the fight, although these by and large ill-armed and untrained. As of yet, neither side has moved their navies to engage the other.
(OOC: Fascists have 3 pts Armored, 8 pts Artillery, 7 pts Infantry, 3 pts Mechanized, and 5 pts Militia, supported by 3 pts Bombers and 4 pts Fighters. These are mostly modern, and in good condition, but also green.
Fascists also have 1 pt each of Conv. Subs, L Warships and H Warships, and 2 pts M Warships, not engaging this round.
Democrats have 3 pts Armored, 5 pts Artillery, 3 pts Infantry, 3 pts Mechanized, and 5 pts Militia, supported by 5 pts Bombers and 8 pts Fighters.
These are older, smaller in number, and somewhat weakened by the war in Moldova - but also hardened veterans.)
Democrats have 2 pts Conv. Subs, 2 pts L Warships, 4 pts of Coastal Warships, and 1 pt of M Warships.
The first conflicts will likely be testing skirmishes, reducing casualties by half (So I don't kill everybody off too quickly before Volunteers can arrive)
Information on the factions can be found here, along with the spreadsheets for the Democrats and Fascists.
So, without further ado:)
The bubbling pot of Romania has at last boiled over. Horia Sima, leader of the fascist Grey-Dogs, has raised his army against Vasile Atanasiu and the democratic Bluehats. The battle of Peleș Castle has spilled first blood, and each side is now primed to strike in full force against the other.
The democrats are eager to take the Ploiești oil fields from Fascist hands, securing much needed fuel for their more sizable Navy and Air Force. They also will need to cross the Carpathians to reach isolated Timisoara, before the Grey-Dogs can reach it from Cluj-Napoca. The rebuilt Chisinau, a hotbed of fascist support, has likewise been surrounded- keeping it closed will prevent supplies from reaching inland, while cutting it off from the sea would prevent supplies from reaching the fascists at all.
The fascists, on the other hand, must hold Ploiești at all costs. Reaching Timisoara before the Bluehats can cross the Carpathians would mean the total decimation of any democratic forces trapped in the city. But perhaps most urgently, the fascists must attempt to pass Iași or Galați, carving a path to Chisnau and opening up supply lines to bring food and munitions inland. With these moves completed, the full strength of the fascist army could cross the Ialomita to strike hard at Bucharest.
The fascists need food, the democrats need oil. Both sides are in critical need of munitions and armaments. Huge numbers of militia have sprung up to join the fight, although these by and large ill-armed and untrained. As of yet, neither side has moved their navies to engage the other.
(OOC: Fascists have 3 pts Armored, 8 pts Artillery, 7 pts Infantry, 3 pts Mechanized, and 5 pts Militia, supported by 3 pts Bombers and 4 pts Fighters. These are mostly modern, and in good condition, but also green.
Fascists also have 1 pt each of Conv. Subs, L Warships and H Warships, and 2 pts M Warships, not engaging this round.
Democrats have 3 pts Armored, 5 pts Artillery, 3 pts Infantry, 3 pts Mechanized, and 5 pts Militia, supported by 5 pts Bombers and 8 pts Fighters.
These are older, smaller in number, and somewhat weakened by the war in Moldova - but also hardened veterans.)
Democrats have 2 pts Conv. Subs, 2 pts L Warships, 4 pts of Coastal Warships, and 1 pt of M Warships.
The first conflicts will likely be testing skirmishes, reducing casualties by half (So I don't kill everybody off too quickly before Volunteers can arrive)
Re: Romanian Civil War
On a still May night, the democratic army at Galați receives their first aggressive orders - to attack Ploiești from the east, while the main democratic force also moves up from Bucharest. The fascists have concentrated what forces they can muster at the oil fields, but their contingent near the capital at Cluj-Napoca won't be able to cross the Carpathians in time to assist in the defense. This means the democrats will have a noticeable advantage on the ground.
In the air, however, the Democratic Union will be woefully hindered in exploiting their greater numbers, as the anti-air defenses at Ploiești have been maintained, complete with missiles and a network of bunkers to shelter defenders from bombs and strafing. And while the fascist army is tied up on the other side of the mountains, their air force is not, and will contest the sky in full force upon word of the democratic attack.
Constantin Anton will command the fascist defense, while Atanasiu himself will be heading the command of his much-loved armored division. Accompanying him from Bucharest will be Major General Linus Carson of the SRA as well as Zhang Ying of China, known already to a few select Romanians as "Măcelarul din Wuhan" From the forward observation posts, they will get a full (and secure) view of the unfolding action.
Additionally, sailing through the Bosporus come ships laden not with guns, but with medical supplies. They are manned by dark-skinned soldiers, dressed in green uniforms with large bright red crosses emblazoned on the front and back. Queen Catherine's medical corps will likely arrive just in time to receive the bloody remnants of this foray, and constitute the only agreement thus far made between the aggravated commands - soldiers are to strictly avoid targeting the medics.
In the air, however, the Democratic Union will be woefully hindered in exploiting their greater numbers, as the anti-air defenses at Ploiești have been maintained, complete with missiles and a network of bunkers to shelter defenders from bombs and strafing. And while the fascist army is tied up on the other side of the mountains, their air force is not, and will contest the sky in full force upon word of the democratic attack.
Constantin Anton will command the fascist defense, while Atanasiu himself will be heading the command of his much-loved armored division. Accompanying him from Bucharest will be Major General Linus Carson of the SRA as well as Zhang Ying of China, known already to a few select Romanians as "Măcelarul din Wuhan" From the forward observation posts, they will get a full (and secure) view of the unfolding action.
Additionally, sailing through the Bosporus come ships laden not with guns, but with medical supplies. They are manned by dark-skinned soldiers, dressed in green uniforms with large bright red crosses emblazoned on the front and back. Queen Catherine's medical corps will likely arrive just in time to receive the bloody remnants of this foray, and constitute the only agreement thus far made between the aggravated commands - soldiers are to strictly avoid targeting the medics.
Re: Romanian Civil War
(OOC: Fascists rolled 6 for ground and 6 for air, Democrats rolled 5 for ground and 5 for air. This results in 1 point of loss and 1 point of damage to each category. Losses as follows-
Democrats: 1 point Arm lost, 1 point Inf damaged, 1 point bombers lost, 1 point fighters damaged.
Fascists: 1 point Inf lost, 1 point Art damaged, 1 point fighters lost, 1 point fighters damaged.
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From the east, the sound of motors is barely perceptible until the untrammeled fields beyond the fascist fortifications are filled with advancing tanks and armored cars. They are almost in range of the AT guns when the the distant fire of artillery and the drone of bombers joins the rumble. Minutes later, as battle is joined on the eastern farmland, the same bailey bridges that the old guard used to cross the Prut are rolled across the Ialomita, and the two pronged attack commences.
The foreign envoys are encouraged to stay at field headquarters, but the southern attack makes quick gains on the more poorly built defenses, and soon the command ventures forward as the front line pushes into the fascist territory. Already green medics have saturated the field and are carrying off stretchers loaded with wounded soldiers, arguments often breaking out as officers try to segregate their own soldiers from the Grey-Dogs. This is easier with the professional infantry than with the quick-raised militia that accompanied both sides into battle.
Meanwhile, the east pushes forward... only to be driven back, as the fascist tanks respond to the armored assault. At first the situation seems uncertain, but the faster and better armored fascist tanks have a clear advantage over the older democratic ones, and as plane after plane is brought down over the battle, the Bluehats are driven back to their own defenses, which halt the fascist advance.
Eventually, the battle seems to stabilize, with both sides suffering casulties until braced against the enemy's lines. The fascist army does slightly worse, but the battle is still a loss for the democrats, as the push is not sufficient to reach the oilfields.
As the fighting continues, both sides immediately move to fully engage their other forces across the fronts. The largest concentration of the fascist army pushes advances through the black forest south of Oradea, while another sizable force moves towards Iași. Meanwhile, the democrats at Timisoara shore up the Mures, as both sides work away to secure a pass through the mountains. Both have deployed their small navies to the black sea, and something is being prepared in the democratic city of Galați.
Democrats: 1 point Arm lost, 1 point Inf damaged, 1 point bombers lost, 1 point fighters damaged.
Fascists: 1 point Inf lost, 1 point Art damaged, 1 point fighters lost, 1 point fighters damaged.
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From the east, the sound of motors is barely perceptible until the untrammeled fields beyond the fascist fortifications are filled with advancing tanks and armored cars. They are almost in range of the AT guns when the the distant fire of artillery and the drone of bombers joins the rumble. Minutes later, as battle is joined on the eastern farmland, the same bailey bridges that the old guard used to cross the Prut are rolled across the Ialomita, and the two pronged attack commences.
The foreign envoys are encouraged to stay at field headquarters, but the southern attack makes quick gains on the more poorly built defenses, and soon the command ventures forward as the front line pushes into the fascist territory. Already green medics have saturated the field and are carrying off stretchers loaded with wounded soldiers, arguments often breaking out as officers try to segregate their own soldiers from the Grey-Dogs. This is easier with the professional infantry than with the quick-raised militia that accompanied both sides into battle.
Meanwhile, the east pushes forward... only to be driven back, as the fascist tanks respond to the armored assault. At first the situation seems uncertain, but the faster and better armored fascist tanks have a clear advantage over the older democratic ones, and as plane after plane is brought down over the battle, the Bluehats are driven back to their own defenses, which halt the fascist advance.
Eventually, the battle seems to stabilize, with both sides suffering casulties until braced against the enemy's lines. The fascist army does slightly worse, but the battle is still a loss for the democrats, as the push is not sufficient to reach the oilfields.
As the fighting continues, both sides immediately move to fully engage their other forces across the fronts. The largest concentration of the fascist army pushes advances through the black forest south of Oradea, while another sizable force moves towards Iași. Meanwhile, the democrats at Timisoara shore up the Mures, as both sides work away to secure a pass through the mountains. Both have deployed their small navies to the black sea, and something is being prepared in the democratic city of Galați.
Re: Romanian Civil War
The arrival of Victoria in any conflict should be greeted with fear. The black star of Africa was not known for treating the conflict zone gently. So far Queen Catharine had kept her forces out of the fray in Romania, but when news reached Dar es Salaam of a plague outbreak in the war-torn nation, she acted with the decisive speed that had become her hallmark.
A taskforce of Victorian warships set sail from their homeland, making all haste to arrive in Romania in time to make a difference. Fifteen warships and dozens of transports laden with men and machines plied the seas. When they reached the Bosporus they flew up Romanian flags, sailing under them to gain access to the Black Sea.
The fleet was under the command of Colonel Khadija al Daimon, and its arrival was heralded by a transmission to the Romanian forces on the shore, warning them not to interfere, and informing them that the region surrounding Pryamobalka was under quarantine by order of Queen Catharine.
Colonel Daimon came ashore with her soldiers, wearing the same combat mask as they all did. The white-masked Pacification Soldiers sloshed ashore near the settlement of Zatoka, which she’d ordered them to secure. As they moved forward, a mass of bodies entirely hidden by the protective equipment they wore, she stood on the beach and watched as wave after wave of Victorians came ashore.
A soldier waded through the water to her and saluted, his face hidden and his voice muffled by his mask, “The settlement is secured. Vanguard units are ready to advance to the primary quarantine point.”
“Ha,” Khadija said with a nod, “good. I’ll go with the vanguard. Colonel Okoth has command of the landing operations. Establish a proper port facility here and a command post. We can always fall back to this position of things get bad.” She turned from the soldier and wandered across the beech to where a transport was waiting. She started shouting orders to the soldiers gathered around it, and they moved to fill it with supplies. Shortly thereafter she mounted up with her men and they began the drive to Pryamobalka.
A taskforce of Victorian warships set sail from their homeland, making all haste to arrive in Romania in time to make a difference. Fifteen warships and dozens of transports laden with men and machines plied the seas. When they reached the Bosporus they flew up Romanian flags, sailing under them to gain access to the Black Sea.
The fleet was under the command of Colonel Khadija al Daimon, and its arrival was heralded by a transmission to the Romanian forces on the shore, warning them not to interfere, and informing them that the region surrounding Pryamobalka was under quarantine by order of Queen Catharine.
Colonel Daimon came ashore with her soldiers, wearing the same combat mask as they all did. The white-masked Pacification Soldiers sloshed ashore near the settlement of Zatoka, which she’d ordered them to secure. As they moved forward, a mass of bodies entirely hidden by the protective equipment they wore, she stood on the beach and watched as wave after wave of Victorians came ashore.
A soldier waded through the water to her and saluted, his face hidden and his voice muffled by his mask, “The settlement is secured. Vanguard units are ready to advance to the primary quarantine point.”
“Ha,” Khadija said with a nod, “good. I’ll go with the vanguard. Colonel Okoth has command of the landing operations. Establish a proper port facility here and a command post. We can always fall back to this position of things get bad.” She turned from the soldier and wandered across the beech to where a transport was waiting. She started shouting orders to the soldiers gathered around it, and they moved to fill it with supplies. Shortly thereafter she mounted up with her men and they began the drive to Pryamobalka.
Re: Romanian Civil War
Neither the Fascists nor the Democrats are happy to hear of the Victorian incursion in Odessa Oblast. The former see it as a violation of their sovereignty, as they quickly lose contact with the garrisons stationed around Pryamobalka. The latter believe it to be much more insidious, with many generals advising Atanasiu that this could be a ruse for Victoria to covertly move her army into fascist territory for a backstabbing attack against the Union. Vasile is uncertain, but as his informants report that the plague resurgence was legitimate, he has little choice but to do his best to ignore it.
In the meantime, the war continues to escalate. With the front at Ploiești stationary, eyes are now turned to Timisoara, where a section of the democratic army remains trapped as Bluehats attempt to cross the mountains. Already a large Fascist Army has left Cluj-Napoca, and is steadily moving south towards the fortified Mureș. Things are looking dark for the Democrats, when a distant thwopping sound is heard from the east. The Korean expeditionary force arrives in Bucharest to fanatical cheers, as thousands of residents flood a field to attempt to form the Korean flag. This is unfortunately a crude effort, but they manage to arrange a strange oval with uneven lateral lines on each of the four sides. Emboldened by the Korean's arrival, Atanasiu orders a concentrated attack on the Carpathians, to carve a secure path through the Fascist occupation, through which reinforcements could move to reinforce Timisoara.
Meanwhile, the Victorian incursion has benefited the Grey Dogs in one crucial regard- freeing up defenders along the Danube to move north. Sima himself has led an army down towards Iași, which the fascists intend to attack from both sides, connecting their own territory together, aided by the newly arrived Victorian fighter planes. The Fascist Navy has also begun attempting to engage the Democrats wherever possible. They have the largest ships, including the three Romanian Battlecruisers on their own side. But the Democrats have secured almost the entirety of the light fleet, far outnumbering the Fascist Navy, and have meanwhile settled for a strategy of harrying and sinking isolated fascist convoys, concentrating to attack lone ships and flitting away before the rest can show up. In this they have a significant advantage.
(OOC: Fascists have 3 pts Armored, 7 pts Artillery, 6 pts Infantry, 3 pts Mechanized, and 5 pts Militia, supported by 3 pts Bombers and 4 pts Fighters (2 pts Romanian, 2 pts Victorian). Mostly modern, good condition, green. The Victorian fighters are more advanced than the native Romanian fighters. 1 pt each of Conv. Subs, L Warships and H Warships, and 2 pts M Warships are attempting to engage the democratic navy.
Democrats have 2 pts Armored, 6 pts Artillery(5 Romanian, 1 Korean), 2 pts Infantry, 4 pts Mechanized (3 Romanian, 1 Korean), and 5 pts Militia, supported by 4 pts Bombers, 7 pts Fighters, and 1 pt of Helicopters (Korean).
Older, smaller in number, weakened by the war in Moldova - but veterans. The Koreans are more advanced than the native Romanians.
Democrats have 2 pts Conv. Subs, 2 pts L Warships, 4 pts of Coastal Warships, and 1 pt of M Warships, engaging elusively.
Casualties will probably increase slightly in the second round of combat)
In the meantime, the war continues to escalate. With the front at Ploiești stationary, eyes are now turned to Timisoara, where a section of the democratic army remains trapped as Bluehats attempt to cross the mountains. Already a large Fascist Army has left Cluj-Napoca, and is steadily moving south towards the fortified Mureș. Things are looking dark for the Democrats, when a distant thwopping sound is heard from the east. The Korean expeditionary force arrives in Bucharest to fanatical cheers, as thousands of residents flood a field to attempt to form the Korean flag. This is unfortunately a crude effort, but they manage to arrange a strange oval with uneven lateral lines on each of the four sides. Emboldened by the Korean's arrival, Atanasiu orders a concentrated attack on the Carpathians, to carve a secure path through the Fascist occupation, through which reinforcements could move to reinforce Timisoara.
Meanwhile, the Victorian incursion has benefited the Grey Dogs in one crucial regard- freeing up defenders along the Danube to move north. Sima himself has led an army down towards Iași, which the fascists intend to attack from both sides, connecting their own territory together, aided by the newly arrived Victorian fighter planes. The Fascist Navy has also begun attempting to engage the Democrats wherever possible. They have the largest ships, including the three Romanian Battlecruisers on their own side. But the Democrats have secured almost the entirety of the light fleet, far outnumbering the Fascist Navy, and have meanwhile settled for a strategy of harrying and sinking isolated fascist convoys, concentrating to attack lone ships and flitting away before the rest can show up. In this they have a significant advantage.
(OOC: Fascists have 3 pts Armored, 7 pts Artillery, 6 pts Infantry, 3 pts Mechanized, and 5 pts Militia, supported by 3 pts Bombers and 4 pts Fighters (2 pts Romanian, 2 pts Victorian). Mostly modern, good condition, green. The Victorian fighters are more advanced than the native Romanian fighters. 1 pt each of Conv. Subs, L Warships and H Warships, and 2 pts M Warships are attempting to engage the democratic navy.
Democrats have 2 pts Armored, 6 pts Artillery(5 Romanian, 1 Korean), 2 pts Infantry, 4 pts Mechanized (3 Romanian, 1 Korean), and 5 pts Militia, supported by 4 pts Bombers, 7 pts Fighters, and 1 pt of Helicopters (Korean).
Older, smaller in number, weakened by the war in Moldova - but veterans. The Koreans are more advanced than the native Romanians.
Democrats have 2 pts Conv. Subs, 2 pts L Warships, 4 pts of Coastal Warships, and 1 pt of M Warships, engaging elusively.
Casualties will probably increase slightly in the second round of combat)
Re: Romanian Civil War
Colonel Khadija al Daimon sprawled in her transport, her feet crossed in the driver’s seat while she drank her tea. Her soldiers had driven hard to reach Pryamobalka, and their arrival had been just as concerning as she’d thought. There was no real wall, no gate, no Infected and Clean zones. Just a pitifully small town and a garrison trapped within it. She’d ordered her convoy to stop here, outside the cordon posted by the Romanians, so she could watch them.
Watch them she had. She’d kept her eyes toward the doomed town all the while she’d made her tea and drank several cups. Now she set her empty cup aside and crawled out of the truck, stretching to relieve the tension that had crept up into her muscles. “Captain Odela,” she spoke to a man who’d stood waiting for her, “dispatch our recon. I want to know what’s in that town. Can we salvage the situation? We’re here for a Salvation operation, but with what we’ve seen so far, I’m afraid we’ll need to enact Judgment. Don’t engage the locals at all. I don’t want any of your men to be contaminated. You’re only to observe and report on the situation, understood?”
“Of course, sir,” he answered with a quick salute. “We’ve been through places like this. Won’t be too much different from when we had to scout the colonizers without being seen. You’ll have our report before nightfall.” He turned and sauntered away, shouting orders to the unit commanders for the 7th Infantry’s reconnaissance platoons.
Khadija turned to another waiting soldier, one of her aides, and gestured toward the town again. “Get me one of the Romanians. Someone who can debrief me on the situation there. I want their own version of things before I make the decision. As of now everyone masks up. We’re outside the quarantine, but we can’t rely on the locals to have done things right, and we’re about to be dealing with them in close quarters. Spread the word.”
The aide saluted and jogged over to a radio operator, passing the word. Within moments the orders were sent out and the soldiers of Victoria’s Sword were donning their combat masks.
Khadija put on her own mask, the world becoming muffled as soon as she had. She returned to the back of her transport, where a temporary command table had been set up. A map of the region was laid out on the table, with different markings denoting the area with confirmed plague, and where it could have spread in the meantime. She stared down at it, studying the roads and the ways that the plague could spread in the worst case scenario.
She was still studying when, more than an hour after her order, her aide rapped against the side of the truck and spoke through its canvas siding, “Colonel, we have a Romanian here.”
“Good, I’ll be right out,” Khadija called out. She finished marking something on the map, then covered it with a piece of canvas. She crawled out of the truck and stared at the unmasked Romanian. She turned to her aide and spoke in Swahili, “what’s his rank?”
“He says he’s a Lieutenant. That his commanding officer is a Captain Florin Popa,” the aide answered in the same language. “He was sent because he speaks passable English,” he added.
“Heh,” Khadija grunted and stared at the Romanian. Dozens of questions fluttered through her mind, but she calmed herself and switched to English, “Soldier! Report! What’s the status of this town? How many aid workers do you have? How many treatment stations have been established? Which roads have you blocked off?”
The Romanian looked to be struggling with her accent for a moment before he replied, “Town has plague. No aid. No roads.” He shook his head and continued, “we quarantine. No sick come out. No enemy come in.”
“Where are you stationed?” She tried speaking slower, hoping it would help the man understand her better.
The beleaguered soldier shrugged, “In town, around town. We stop sick from coming out.”
“Yes, yes I’m sure you do,” she said with a sigh. She switched back to Swahili as she turned to her aide, “bring me Commander Kamau.” The aide saluted and jogged off. Khadija was left standing, staring at the Romanian who shifted his weight from one foot to the other.
Several minutes later a woman jogged back with the aide. “Colonel,” she said with a salute.
“Commander,” Khadija spoke in Swahili still, “I’ve just debriefed this poor bastard. They’ve made a proper fucking mess of things. We can’t be sure that the plague is contained to this town. I’m changing our orders. We’re now on a mission of Judgment. Purify the entire town, and everyone in it. We’ll use it as our starting point and move out from there. We need to make sure the plague hasn’t spread because of their incompetence.”
“Sir,” Kamau saluted again. If she had reservations with her orders she kept them to herself, and her expression was hidden by her combat mask. She drew her side arm after measuring the positions of the Romanian and her own allies, then shot the man in the head. He had barely had a chance to register a look of surprise and horrified betrayal before he was dead.
The Commander moved off, shouting through her mask. The soldiers of Victoria’s Sword lurched into motion. The Pacification Squads made their relentless march into Pryamobalka, methodically killing everyone in their path. And when they’d completed that task, they burned every building, every tree, every body to ashes.
In the wake of the slaughter they had created a small settlement of tents. Supplies and defences were organized through the ruins of what had once been a Romanian town. Trucks full of white masked soldiers rumbled down the roads, spreading through the region to hunt for signs of the plague.
And from the radio, broadcasting on as many channels as she could, Colonel Khadija al Daimon had a simple message: “Victoria has declared a Clean Zone at the former location of Pryamobalka. We will administer this zone and spread it through the region. Attempting to enter without permission will result in your death. Attempting to leave your town, or the region, will result in your death. Remain in your homes. Stay calm. We are here to save you. Help is coming.
Watch them she had. She’d kept her eyes toward the doomed town all the while she’d made her tea and drank several cups. Now she set her empty cup aside and crawled out of the truck, stretching to relieve the tension that had crept up into her muscles. “Captain Odela,” she spoke to a man who’d stood waiting for her, “dispatch our recon. I want to know what’s in that town. Can we salvage the situation? We’re here for a Salvation operation, but with what we’ve seen so far, I’m afraid we’ll need to enact Judgment. Don’t engage the locals at all. I don’t want any of your men to be contaminated. You’re only to observe and report on the situation, understood?”
“Of course, sir,” he answered with a quick salute. “We’ve been through places like this. Won’t be too much different from when we had to scout the colonizers without being seen. You’ll have our report before nightfall.” He turned and sauntered away, shouting orders to the unit commanders for the 7th Infantry’s reconnaissance platoons.
Khadija turned to another waiting soldier, one of her aides, and gestured toward the town again. “Get me one of the Romanians. Someone who can debrief me on the situation there. I want their own version of things before I make the decision. As of now everyone masks up. We’re outside the quarantine, but we can’t rely on the locals to have done things right, and we’re about to be dealing with them in close quarters. Spread the word.”
The aide saluted and jogged over to a radio operator, passing the word. Within moments the orders were sent out and the soldiers of Victoria’s Sword were donning their combat masks.
Khadija put on her own mask, the world becoming muffled as soon as she had. She returned to the back of her transport, where a temporary command table had been set up. A map of the region was laid out on the table, with different markings denoting the area with confirmed plague, and where it could have spread in the meantime. She stared down at it, studying the roads and the ways that the plague could spread in the worst case scenario.
She was still studying when, more than an hour after her order, her aide rapped against the side of the truck and spoke through its canvas siding, “Colonel, we have a Romanian here.”
“Good, I’ll be right out,” Khadija called out. She finished marking something on the map, then covered it with a piece of canvas. She crawled out of the truck and stared at the unmasked Romanian. She turned to her aide and spoke in Swahili, “what’s his rank?”
“He says he’s a Lieutenant. That his commanding officer is a Captain Florin Popa,” the aide answered in the same language. “He was sent because he speaks passable English,” he added.
“Heh,” Khadija grunted and stared at the Romanian. Dozens of questions fluttered through her mind, but she calmed herself and switched to English, “Soldier! Report! What’s the status of this town? How many aid workers do you have? How many treatment stations have been established? Which roads have you blocked off?”
The Romanian looked to be struggling with her accent for a moment before he replied, “Town has plague. No aid. No roads.” He shook his head and continued, “we quarantine. No sick come out. No enemy come in.”
“Where are you stationed?” She tried speaking slower, hoping it would help the man understand her better.
The beleaguered soldier shrugged, “In town, around town. We stop sick from coming out.”
“Yes, yes I’m sure you do,” she said with a sigh. She switched back to Swahili as she turned to her aide, “bring me Commander Kamau.” The aide saluted and jogged off. Khadija was left standing, staring at the Romanian who shifted his weight from one foot to the other.
Several minutes later a woman jogged back with the aide. “Colonel,” she said with a salute.
“Commander,” Khadija spoke in Swahili still, “I’ve just debriefed this poor bastard. They’ve made a proper fucking mess of things. We can’t be sure that the plague is contained to this town. I’m changing our orders. We’re now on a mission of Judgment. Purify the entire town, and everyone in it. We’ll use it as our starting point and move out from there. We need to make sure the plague hasn’t spread because of their incompetence.”
“Sir,” Kamau saluted again. If she had reservations with her orders she kept them to herself, and her expression was hidden by her combat mask. She drew her side arm after measuring the positions of the Romanian and her own allies, then shot the man in the head. He had barely had a chance to register a look of surprise and horrified betrayal before he was dead.
The Commander moved off, shouting through her mask. The soldiers of Victoria’s Sword lurched into motion. The Pacification Squads made their relentless march into Pryamobalka, methodically killing everyone in their path. And when they’d completed that task, they burned every building, every tree, every body to ashes.
In the wake of the slaughter they had created a small settlement of tents. Supplies and defences were organized through the ruins of what had once been a Romanian town. Trucks full of white masked soldiers rumbled down the roads, spreading through the region to hunt for signs of the plague.
And from the radio, broadcasting on as many channels as she could, Colonel Khadija al Daimon had a simple message: “Victoria has declared a Clean Zone at the former location of Pryamobalka. We will administer this zone and spread it through the region. Attempting to enter without permission will result in your death. Attempting to leave your town, or the region, will result in your death. Remain in your homes. Stay calm. We are here to save you. Help is coming.
Re: Romanian Civil War
OOC: Democrats rolled a 6 on ground, 8 in air, 3 in sea inflicting 1 point each of ground/air/naval losses and damages.
Fascists rolled a 4 on ground, 2 in air, 3 in sea inflicting 2 points of ground losses, 3 points of ground damages, and 1 point each air and naval losses and damages. Losses:
Democrats: 1 point Mil lost, 1 point Art lost, 1 point each of Mil, Art, Mech damaged,
1 point fighters each lost and damaged, 1 pt C warships each lost and damaged.
Fascists: 1 point Art lost, 1 point Mil damaged,
1 point bombers damaged, 1 point fighters lost, 1 point M warships lost, 1 point L warships damaged.
The initial attack on the Carpathian mountains was a success, as with the aid of Korean helicopter gunships the democrats smashed through the fascist line, overrunning an artillery battery and dealing heavy casualties to the Câini de Fier unfortunate enough to be caught in the valleys. But as the push continued, the militia merely melted into the mountains, under cover of trees, caves, and camouflage. As the mechanized divisions attempted to push forward through the valleys, mines, grenades, and AT guns sprang up from all sides, forcing the advance to a halt. Meanwhile, from Oradea the fascists at last began their southward push, breezing easily through the weak democratic front-lines and advancing along the Hungarian border, drawing inevitably closer to the fortified Mureș.
The Fascist push towards Iași was a much greater success, the dwindling fascist air-force holding their own against the democrats, largely thanks to their advanced fighters recently acquired from Victoria. Both democratic and fascist fighters fell in equal measure, allowing tactical bombers to assist the fascist spearheads as they quickly overran several crudely trained artillery divisions. The rest of the democrats fell back to the north and south, allowing the fascists to surround Iași, which is expected to surrender quickly unless democratic forces can break the encirclement.
At sea, the battleship Ferdinand and a pair of battlecruisers commandeered by the fascists furiously searched the coast, sinking and damaging any coastal warships unfortunate enough to be engaged. Meanwhile, the democrats united in force to send 4 fascist cruisers and 2 destroyers to the bottom of the Black Sea, and twice as many lighter ships fleeing back to harbor with tattered hulls.
Although both sides made gains, the lion's share this round goes to Fascist Romania.
Fascists rolled a 4 on ground, 2 in air, 3 in sea inflicting 2 points of ground losses, 3 points of ground damages, and 1 point each air and naval losses and damages. Losses:
Democrats: 1 point Mil lost, 1 point Art lost, 1 point each of Mil, Art, Mech damaged,
1 point fighters each lost and damaged, 1 pt C warships each lost and damaged.
Fascists: 1 point Art lost, 1 point Mil damaged,
1 point bombers damaged, 1 point fighters lost, 1 point M warships lost, 1 point L warships damaged.
The initial attack on the Carpathian mountains was a success, as with the aid of Korean helicopter gunships the democrats smashed through the fascist line, overrunning an artillery battery and dealing heavy casualties to the Câini de Fier unfortunate enough to be caught in the valleys. But as the push continued, the militia merely melted into the mountains, under cover of trees, caves, and camouflage. As the mechanized divisions attempted to push forward through the valleys, mines, grenades, and AT guns sprang up from all sides, forcing the advance to a halt. Meanwhile, from Oradea the fascists at last began their southward push, breezing easily through the weak democratic front-lines and advancing along the Hungarian border, drawing inevitably closer to the fortified Mureș.
The Fascist push towards Iași was a much greater success, the dwindling fascist air-force holding their own against the democrats, largely thanks to their advanced fighters recently acquired from Victoria. Both democratic and fascist fighters fell in equal measure, allowing tactical bombers to assist the fascist spearheads as they quickly overran several crudely trained artillery divisions. The rest of the democrats fell back to the north and south, allowing the fascists to surround Iași, which is expected to surrender quickly unless democratic forces can break the encirclement.
At sea, the battleship Ferdinand and a pair of battlecruisers commandeered by the fascists furiously searched the coast, sinking and damaging any coastal warships unfortunate enough to be engaged. Meanwhile, the democrats united in force to send 4 fascist cruisers and 2 destroyers to the bottom of the Black Sea, and twice as many lighter ships fleeing back to harbor with tattered hulls.
Although both sides made gains, the lion's share this round goes to Fascist Romania.
Re: Romanian Civil War
Queen Catharine al Victoria was not a woman to be crossed. In the wake of Romania’s affronts to her, she had taken time to prepare herself and her forces for action. She’d let months slip by while Colonel al Daimon continued to work in the Victorian Administered Clean Zone, pursuing the plague and preventing its spread. Her naval forces remained off the coast of Romania, and her engineers prepared the port and air facilities she would need for when it was time to act.
Those months passed, and Victoria’s response came, perhaps gentler than was expected. Ships loaded with men and machines, sailing under an escort of Victorian fighters, made their way from Africa to the Bosporus. They flew Romanian colours to pass through Turkish held waters, and once through into the Black Sea they joined with the Victorian and American naval groups already there.
The eight Nile class destroyers joined the four that were already present, while the Mombosa class carrier stood offshore and provided its limited runways for aerial operations. The troop transports disgorged their thousands of soldiers in a stream that lasted for most of a day. They streamed through the port of Zatoka, that the vanguard had secured when it first landed, and made their way to ready positions.
The transports, when they’d completed their task, had disembarked a mechanized division, four combined arms brigades, and enough artillery to support two divisions.
The escort aircraft, having refueled several times on their long trip, made their way for the airstrip at the heart of the Clean Zone. The facility, if it could be called that, offered them only a safe landing and a place to disembark from their aircraft.
The forces of Colonel al Daimon had begun moving as soon as their reinforcements had arrived. The Colonel herself had driven to Zatoka where she met with the new Victorian officers, and the Americans. She took tea with Major General Carson in the officer’s mess that had been prepared when the Victorians had first arrived.
She took the time to explain the plan to advance up through the former Moldova and liberate Chisinau before swinging west and providing relieving the besieged democrats in Iasi.
When the allied force moved, it was with Victorian armoured and mechanized forces at the vanguard. The Pacification Squads had dispatched scouts well ahead and to the flanks of their movements to ensure that the path was clear, or at least that the Allies would have warning should they come upon local forces. The aircraft from the Mombosa and the air strip took to the air again to provide cover, and the bulk of Victoria’s motorized forces lurched into motion with their American counterparts.
A message was sent to the defenders of Chisinau when the column came closer, demanding that the city be surrendered into the safekeeping of the Victorian Administered Clean Zone. Queen Catharine ordered that the VACZ be expanded to include the city, so that her forces might ensure that no plague had spread from Pryamobalka.
If the defenders cooperated with her demand, they were simply taken prisoner and moved to a prisoner of war camp deeper in the VACZ. If they refused, and tried to fight, then the city would be encircled by the allied force. Fighter jets would remain in the sky to protect the allies while they operated. And artillery strikes would lash out at the city. When the enemy’s defensive position was weakened enough, the Victorians pushed into the city itself.
If they failed to push into, or capture, the city, then the Seraphim bombers would be called from across the world. Their arrival would be heralded with a second message, a simple: “surrender or face judgment.” If, again, the city and its defenders refused to surrender, then Judgment would be rendered. The bombers, if they flew, would do so under escort of additional Victorian fighter jets.
OOG: Victoria is providing air cover using 1 point of air superiority fighters based in Territory 176, as well as fighters based on 1 Saipan class Light Carrier (1 unit). The advance is from Zatoka toward Chisinau, using Victorian motorized infantry and commandos as reconnaissance. The rearguard is also protected by a mechanized infantry force. The main force of motorized infantry and its supporting artillery (2 points) are being escorted in this way. An ultimatum is being given to Chisinau to surrender. If the city doesn’t, then Victoria encircles it and bombards with artillery before pushing in for urban combat. If Victoria fails to achieve victory, Victorian forces with draw and the Seraphim bombers are called in.
Forces Present-
1 Unit Air Superiority Fighters (F-89 Scorpions)
1 Unit Light Carrier (Saipan class)
3 Units Light Warships (Forrest Sherman class)
1 Unit Heavy Warships (Boston class)
1 Unit Mechanized Infantry (M59’s & BTR-152’s)
1 Unit Armoured (Centurions)
2 Units Motorized Infantry
2 Units Artillery
Potential forces present-
2 Units Strategic Bombers (B-52)
2 Units Air Superiority Fighters
Those months passed, and Victoria’s response came, perhaps gentler than was expected. Ships loaded with men and machines, sailing under an escort of Victorian fighters, made their way from Africa to the Bosporus. They flew Romanian colours to pass through Turkish held waters, and once through into the Black Sea they joined with the Victorian and American naval groups already there.
The eight Nile class destroyers joined the four that were already present, while the Mombosa class carrier stood offshore and provided its limited runways for aerial operations. The troop transports disgorged their thousands of soldiers in a stream that lasted for most of a day. They streamed through the port of Zatoka, that the vanguard had secured when it first landed, and made their way to ready positions.
The transports, when they’d completed their task, had disembarked a mechanized division, four combined arms brigades, and enough artillery to support two divisions.
The escort aircraft, having refueled several times on their long trip, made their way for the airstrip at the heart of the Clean Zone. The facility, if it could be called that, offered them only a safe landing and a place to disembark from their aircraft.
The forces of Colonel al Daimon had begun moving as soon as their reinforcements had arrived. The Colonel herself had driven to Zatoka where she met with the new Victorian officers, and the Americans. She took tea with Major General Carson in the officer’s mess that had been prepared when the Victorians had first arrived.
She took the time to explain the plan to advance up through the former Moldova and liberate Chisinau before swinging west and providing relieving the besieged democrats in Iasi.
When the allied force moved, it was with Victorian armoured and mechanized forces at the vanguard. The Pacification Squads had dispatched scouts well ahead and to the flanks of their movements to ensure that the path was clear, or at least that the Allies would have warning should they come upon local forces. The aircraft from the Mombosa and the air strip took to the air again to provide cover, and the bulk of Victoria’s motorized forces lurched into motion with their American counterparts.
A message was sent to the defenders of Chisinau when the column came closer, demanding that the city be surrendered into the safekeeping of the Victorian Administered Clean Zone. Queen Catharine ordered that the VACZ be expanded to include the city, so that her forces might ensure that no plague had spread from Pryamobalka.
If the defenders cooperated with her demand, they were simply taken prisoner and moved to a prisoner of war camp deeper in the VACZ. If they refused, and tried to fight, then the city would be encircled by the allied force. Fighter jets would remain in the sky to protect the allies while they operated. And artillery strikes would lash out at the city. When the enemy’s defensive position was weakened enough, the Victorians pushed into the city itself.
If they failed to push into, or capture, the city, then the Seraphim bombers would be called from across the world. Their arrival would be heralded with a second message, a simple: “surrender or face judgment.” If, again, the city and its defenders refused to surrender, then Judgment would be rendered. The bombers, if they flew, would do so under escort of additional Victorian fighter jets.
OOG: Victoria is providing air cover using 1 point of air superiority fighters based in Territory 176, as well as fighters based on 1 Saipan class Light Carrier (1 unit). The advance is from Zatoka toward Chisinau, using Victorian motorized infantry and commandos as reconnaissance. The rearguard is also protected by a mechanized infantry force. The main force of motorized infantry and its supporting artillery (2 points) are being escorted in this way. An ultimatum is being given to Chisinau to surrender. If the city doesn’t, then Victoria encircles it and bombards with artillery before pushing in for urban combat. If Victoria fails to achieve victory, Victorian forces with draw and the Seraphim bombers are called in.
Forces Present-
1 Unit Air Superiority Fighters (F-89 Scorpions)
1 Unit Light Carrier (Saipan class)
3 Units Light Warships (Forrest Sherman class)
1 Unit Heavy Warships (Boston class)
1 Unit Mechanized Infantry (M59’s & BTR-152’s)
1 Unit Armoured (Centurions)
2 Units Motorized Infantry
2 Units Artillery
Potential forces present-
2 Units Strategic Bombers (B-52)
2 Units Air Superiority Fighters
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Re: Romanian Civil War
In a way, Major General Carson found it ironic that his posting back to a full army group command was for a service branch he wasn't even part of.
He was sure there was a level of consternation among the Marine Corps that the deployment of four Marine divisions was heralded by the appointment of an Army general officer, and not a Marine one, but he had come to expect such disquiet within his own ranks. In dark times such as these, when he was in a foreign country, far from home and surrounded by men who didn't consider him worth listening to, he found comfort in his Bible.
But, as he oversaw the arrival of thousands of Marines and their equipment, he didn't consider any comfort to be found in the good book. The plan was brutally simple, even by the standards he had come to know in his own army - Carson wondered if this was true in the Victorian military as well. Regardless, the Marines took up a position as the centerpiece of the outgoing convoy, with Marine scout sniper teams working in tandem with their Victorian counterparts to deliver up-to-date and accurate information to ensure the continued safety of the Marines and their Victorian escorts. As one Marine first sergeant put it, the men were salty for a fight, eager to prove their worth in their first real deployment outside of American soil since the establishment of the Socialist Republics.
If nothing else, Carson could find refuge in knowing the Romanian fascists would not have to suffer long. Either they would die by Victorian fire, or find themselves before the sights of a Marine and his rifle.
OOG: The SRA is advancing from Zatoka towards Chisinau, with two points of motorized infantry and one point of artillery, escorted by Victorian forces.
Points Present:
2 units motorized infantry
1 point artillery (various self-propelled howitzers/anti-air guns)
1 unit Light Carrier (Haskell-class)
3 units Warships, Light (Forrest Sherman-class)
3 units Warships, Medium (Juneau and Providence-classes)
3 units Warships, Heavy (One Iowa class, two Alaska-class, three Boston-class)
He was sure there was a level of consternation among the Marine Corps that the deployment of four Marine divisions was heralded by the appointment of an Army general officer, and not a Marine one, but he had come to expect such disquiet within his own ranks. In dark times such as these, when he was in a foreign country, far from home and surrounded by men who didn't consider him worth listening to, he found comfort in his Bible.
But, as he oversaw the arrival of thousands of Marines and their equipment, he didn't consider any comfort to be found in the good book. The plan was brutally simple, even by the standards he had come to know in his own army - Carson wondered if this was true in the Victorian military as well. Regardless, the Marines took up a position as the centerpiece of the outgoing convoy, with Marine scout sniper teams working in tandem with their Victorian counterparts to deliver up-to-date and accurate information to ensure the continued safety of the Marines and their Victorian escorts. As one Marine first sergeant put it, the men were salty for a fight, eager to prove their worth in their first real deployment outside of American soil since the establishment of the Socialist Republics.
If nothing else, Carson could find refuge in knowing the Romanian fascists would not have to suffer long. Either they would die by Victorian fire, or find themselves before the sights of a Marine and his rifle.
OOG: The SRA is advancing from Zatoka towards Chisinau, with two points of motorized infantry and one point of artillery, escorted by Victorian forces.
Points Present:
2 units motorized infantry
1 point artillery (various self-propelled howitzers/anti-air guns)
1 unit Light Carrier (Haskell-class)
3 units Warships, Light (Forrest Sherman-class)
3 units Warships, Medium (Juneau and Providence-classes)
3 units Warships, Heavy (One Iowa class, two Alaska-class, three Boston-class)