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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:23:23 GMT
OTL Togo, American West Africa October 1, 2015
Major General Albert Pastor was a man defeated. The Imperial forces were closing in from the south, and the Sahel states lied to his north.
When "the event" happened, Pastor's portion of American West Africa was caught between Nigeria and the Gold Coast. Now, the region was completely overrun.
Pastor was determined not to surrender to the negro hordes. So, after ordering the remnants of his forces to disperse into the wilderness and carry on guerrilla warfare against the Imperials, Pastor retreated to his tent and blew his brains out with his pistol.
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:24:31 GMT
Jerusalem, Judea Zone of Control October 3, 2015
General Baruch Goldstein watched the new recruits fire their rifles at the targets. The 42nd Hebrew Brigade was heading off to face the Imperial forces currently marching towards the Suez.
To tell the truth, Goldstein wasn't too particularly attached to Judea. He had been born and raised in New York City and considered himself American first and Jewish second. But when NUSA conquered the Levant in the late 1980s, the Jews suddenly found themselves being encouraged to move there with a mix of financial incentives and veiled threats. Goldstein knew why-the government didn't want the Jews around in its "perfect Christian society" but still cared about appearing more progressive than the Catholic Church, which had a long history of anti-Semitism-even though the Catholic Church had fragmented after the annihilation of Rome. Either way, by now pretty much all of NUSA's 8 million Jews had moved to Judea-after ORRA had dealt with the original Arab inhabitants, of course.
"That's enough for today" said Goldstein to the recruits. One young man salued. "We will repel the Imperials and their Arab lackeys" he said. "They will not take what HaShem has given us!"
Be grateful that you're here kid thought Goldstein. You say that word anywhere else and your ass is grass.
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:25:22 GMT
Kaapstad, South Africa October 4, 2015
"Weigh anchor!" Admiral Pietr De Beer called out as Vaderland pulled out of the dock. The carrier was accompanied by her sister ship Heersersras, one cruiser, and five destroyers.
Aeroforce recon planes had spotted three carriers operating north of Madagascar, launching strikes on South African military targets on the island. De Beer's force was assigned to deal with these ships.
De Beers was confident as his fleet hit the open seas. After all, intelligence told him the enemy ships were operated by the Indians, and what threat could they possibly pose? We'll show those coolie bastards how a real navy fights he thought as Kaapstad receded in the distance.
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:27:42 GMT
HMIS Vikrant The Indian Ocean, north of Madagascar October 6, 2015
Admiral Abdul Zakaria was on the deck of his flagship when the South African force was spotted by ARCS planes.
Now, his flattops were gearing up to meet the incoming strike.
Over the Indian Ocean
The first wave of 22 Fokker 55 fighters and 21 Fokker 18 attack aircraft from Vaderland and Heersersras were met by a strong defense of 48 Supermarine Typhoons. The resulting furball claimed 18 planes on the South African side and 15 on the Indian side. The remaining 12 Fokker 18s faced a rigorous AA barrage from from the destroyers and frigates. Eight Fokkers were blotted from the sky. The remainder managed to score two bomb hits, one on the destroyer HMIS Delhi, another on the frigate HMIS Teg.
While the South African strike dashed itself against the Indian fighters and surface escorts, HMIS Vikramaditya, HMIS Viraat, and HMIS Vishal readied their own strike. Little did they know someone else was about to do their job for them.
HMIS Vela
Commander Deepak Mallesh could hardly believe his good fortune. Two shiny South African flattops, ripe for the taking. After maneuvering into an ideal attack position, Vela loosed three torpedoes at the nearest flattop before turning and running, dodging depth charges from the South African destroyers. Within minutes, Admiral De Beer was on a lifeboat, watching in disbelief as Vaderland was claimed by the sea.
Over the Indian Ocean
Ensign Joseph Dutta watched the ocean below for enemy ships. Suddenly, he spotted a single destroyer.
On the surface, the destroyer Dapperheid was hunting for the sub that had sunk Vaderland. So far, they were having no luck. And things were about to get worse.
Dutta's Typhoon was picked up by Dapperheid's radar as he went in for the attack. The destroyer launched a single missile, which Dutta was able to throw off with flares. He then launched a single Broadsword at Dapperheid. The missile struck the destroyer square on her aft missile battery. The resulting explosion, broke the ship's back, leaving her to slip beneath the waves.
With that threat taken care of, Dutta rejoined the Indian strike.
A few minutes later
The 25 Typhoons collided with the South African defenders in a ferocious mid-air brawl. Ten Typhoons were lost in exchange for fourteen Fokker 55s. Three more Typhoons were struck down by AAMs from the surface ships.
Once they got past the defense, the Indian pilots zeroed in on Heersersras. The carrier was struck by two Broadswords and five free-fall bombs.
Heersersras never stood a chance. At the time of the strike she had 12 fully fueled and armed aircraft on the flight deck and 10 more on the hangar deck and the fuel system was still running. Instantly, the ship was rocked by multiple explosions. Anyone caught below deck was roasted alive by the growing firestorm. De Beer could only watch in horror from the cruiser Johannesburg, where he had set up command after the loss of Vaderland.
As they peeled away, Flight Commander Majid Bhat radioed triumphantly back to HMIS Vikramaditya "One flattop down!"
MSV Johannesburg
As the sun set, Admiral De Beer contemplated his situation.
Heersersras was doomed. Her captain was missing, most likely dead, and her damage control crew was fighting a losing battle against the inferno engulfing the carrier. Even if they successfully extinguished the fire, De Beer knew her days as a fighting ship were over.
The rest of the force had also sustained varying degrees of damage. The destroyer Omsigtigheid was in a sinking condition after a missile hit had detonated her forward missile battery. Two more destroyers had also sustained damage.
De Beer made his decision. He gave the order to retreat. He knew it was risky. Thanks to her battle damage, Heersersras was restricted to 20 knots.
As De Beer's force turned south, Admiral Zakaria's force was in hot pursuit...
Several minutes later
Admiral De Beer was starting to feel optimistic. Just a little bit further and he would be in range of land-based air cover. Damage control efforts were beginning to bear fruit on Heersersras, with the massive inferno having dwindled down to a few isolated fires.
His good mood would not last long, however. Admiral Zakaria's force was closing in at flank speed. Once they were in range, Zakaria ordered the destroyers to launch missiles at the South Africans. Six missiles arced towards De Beer's fleet. Two struck Heersersras, reigniting fires on her deck. Three struck the destroyer Moed, reducing her to a flaming scrap heap. One struck Johannesburg near her prow, causing moderate damage.
With that, the fate of De Beer's fleet was sealed. He ordered the rest of the fleet to stop to evacuate Moed and Heersersras. This gave Zakaria time to close to within gun range. At a range of 35,000 yards, the 16-inch guns of Vikrant opened up. The first hit was scored on Heersersras, killing a group of sailors waiting to evacuate the smoking hulk. The next shell struck the destroyer Vlytige, going straight through her hull and demolishing her turbines.
The South Africans responded with their own guns. Vikrant was struck by two eight-inch shells from Johannesburg and several 4.5-inch shells from the destroyers. It was a futile gesture, however. The dreadnought's fire-control allowed her to smother the South African ships with shells. The guns of the destroyers joined in the pounding.
After half an hour, Heersersras was heeling to starboard thanks to several holes near and below her waterline punched by 16-inch shells. Admiral De Beer was lying mortally wounded on the ruined bridge of Johannesburg, which was now down by the bow and burning fiercely. The only member of his force not in a sinking condition was the destroyer Woede.
As he bled out, De Beer gave his final orders. Woede was ordered to disengage and head home. The crew-what was left of it, anyway-of Johannesburg was ordered to open the ship's seacocks. Ten minutes later, Johannesburg and Admiral Pietr De Beer descended to the seafloor. Heersersras would join her two hours later.
As Zakaria's fleet turned back north, the crew of Vikrant whooped and cheered. Someone offered Zakaria a bottle of rum, but he refused in accordance with his faith. The Royal Indian Navy had scored its greatest triumph in its 70-plus year history.
Johannesburg, South Africa October 10, 2015
President Botha stared incredulously at the after-action report delivered to him by Commodore Jan Pistorius.
"Well?" he shouted at Pistorius, who was seated in front of his desk. "How the hell did this happen?"
"I'm not quite sure myself" replied Pistorius.
"Well then figure it out!" screamed Botha. "We just lost a full third of our carrier fleet. This kind of loss cannot be allowed to happen again!"
"Yes sir" replied Pistorius as he got up and left the president's office. After Pistorius left, Botha picked up a bottle of beer and took a sip. He needed something to calm his nerves.
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:34:24 GMT
HMAS Manoora The Indian Ocean October 14, 2015
Corporal David Baird yawned as he got up from his bunk. Manoora was currently en route to Madagascar to kick off Operation Roundabout.
From what Baird had heard, the prisoner revolt had definitely given the South African army a bloody nose. The weapons supplied to the by the British definitely helped.
Baird smirked as he saw footage of the fighting on his TV. The footage was from a South African news station. The newscasters were obviously shocked that the ragtag rebels were giving them such a hard time.
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:34:54 GMT
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania October 15, 2015
Mayor Nathan Giesler lit up a cigarette as he watched the Executive Mansion burn to the ground.
While it was still the de jure capital, Philadelphia had decreased in importance since the ORRA coup, with most government business being conducted in Shicagwa. Still, it stung to see the city get torn down like this. But it's certainly better than letting it fall into Canadian hands thought Giesler.
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:35:27 GMT
Johannesburg, South Africa October 18, 2015
"So let me get this straight" said Admiral Alfons Mulder. "The president wants us to attack the Indian navy in their home waters?"
Naval Secretary Johannes De Lange sighed. "That's right" he said. "He wants a strike on Bombay as revenge for what happened off Madagascar."
Mulder banged his fist on his desk. "We can't do that!" he shouted. "It'd be total suicide! Botha should lay off whatever he's drinking."
"If you don't obey the president's order" said De Lange "he'll just find someone who will."
"Fine by me" replied Mulder. "I'm not gonna have the deaths of potentially thousands of sailors on my consciousness."
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:36:06 GMT
Kaapstad, South Africa October 19, 2015
"I can't believe I got talked into this" said Rear Admiral Jan Dekker as he boarded the carrier General Malan. He had drawn the short straw and was now leading Botha's folly. At the very least, he had managed to get only two of their surviving carriers earmarked for the operation, so that when it inevitably failed, they could at least pretend they still had a viable navy. Besides Malan, Dekker's fleet included the the carrier Leiden, the battleships Lodewyk Napoleon and Onoorwinlike, along with three cruisers and nine destroyers.
Below, sailors were boarding his flagship. Many of them were amped up, convinced that they were going to avenge the humiliating defeat of De Beer's fleet.
Dekker pitied them.
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:36:22 GMT
Colombo, India October 27, 2015
Admiral Zakaria looked back at the rest of the fleet as Vikrant pulled out of the harbour. The dreadnought had been determined to have only suffered cosmetic damage in the brawl with De Beer's fleet and the repair crews had managed to patch her up in five days.
And not a moment too soon. A South African fleet had been spotted moving northeast, apparently bound for the west coast.
The South Africans seemed determined to get rid of their burdensome fleet. The Royal Indian Navy was gonna give them a little help.
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 21:43:16 GMT
HMIS Vela The Indian Ocean October 30, 2015
Commander Mallesh sipped his coffee as his radio officer transmitted his report. They had spotted the South African force half an hour ago. This time, Vela couldn't get into a good attack position, but they could shadow the fleet and relay information back to the surface force.
Several hundred miles away, Admiral Zakaria's flattops were preparing a warm greeting.
MSV General Malan
General Malan's RDF picked up the Indian strike at 14:20. 38 Fokker 55s rushed to intercept 45 Typhoons. The resulting battle resembled something from WWII, as both sides shot at each other with 20MM autocannons with only the occasional missile being fired. Eight Typhoons were downed in the vicious melee in exchange for 18 Fokkers.
Once they got past the fighters, the Indians next endured a gauntlet of missiles. Five Typhoons were blown out of the sky by missiles. The survivors pressed on.
Lodewyk Napolean was the first to feel the wrath of the Indians. Two 2,000 lb bombs struck her in the aft deck. Her armor proved insufficient to stop the bombs, which exploded in her aft magazines. The ship was instantly engulfed by a massive explosion. When the smoke cleared, the entire aft third of the ship was gone. She would sink in roughly four minutes, taking all but 15 of her 2,700-man crew with her.
Leiden was also targeted. No less than five missiles and two bombs struck the flattop. The carrier was instantly engulfed in flames fueled by exploding ordnance and jet fuel.
Onoorwinlike, while not targeted as heavily, still suffered. One near-miss by a bomb damaged her rudder, leaving Onoorwinlike stuck in a turn to starboard. Another damaged her fire-control systems. In addition, the cruiser Pretoria and three destroyers were crippled by missile hits.
The battle had barely begun, and Dekker's fleet was already fighting for its life.
A few minutes later
Dekker watched as another Fokker 18 launched off the catapult. Despite the severe drubbing his fleet had received, Dekker was determined to salvage something from the mess. He was not about to go home without delivering a heavy blow of his own.
Over the Indian Ocean
Dekker's strike met a strong Indian defense. 25 Fokker 18s and 22 Fokker 55s were met by 40 Typhoons. The South African pilots found themselves flying into a storm of missiles and cannon fire. 15 18s and 16 55s were blotted from the sky.
Having cleared the aerial defense, the South African pilots next faced the AA of the Indian escorts. A further seven 18s were lost to AAMs. But their efforts bore some minor fruit. The frigate HMIS Tariq received a missile hit to her aft missile magazine, causing a massive explosion that broke the ship's back. She would sink in five minutes, carrying nearly 150 men to the bottom. The destroyers HMIS Rana and HMIS Islamabad were also damaged by missile hits.
As the surviving South African planes turned back, Zakaria began preparing his counterattack.
One hour later
Zakaria's second strike had a somewhat easier time than the first. Only 15 Fokker 55s remained to counter the 28 Typhoons. Just four Typhoons were lost to the enemy fighters and a further two to AAMs. In exchange, 12 out of 15 Fokkers were shot down.
General Malan received the brunt of the Indians' attention. Four bombs and six missiles struck Dekker's flagship. One missile struck the carrier square on the bridge, killing Dekker and everyone else there instantly. The flattop was reduced to a floating tinderbox in seconds.
Malan wasn't alone. Pretoria, already hit hard in the previous wave, was finished off by a bomb that detonated the magazine for her number one turret, causing her to break in half and sink, taking all but 31 of her crew with her. The destroyer Grootmoedigheid went down with all hands after receiving one missile and three bomb hits.
With both carriers neutralized, Admiral Zakaria ordered his surface forces to close in...
MSV Onoorwinlike
With Dekker dead, command of the South African force passed to Rear Admiral Magnus Kruger onboard Onoorwinlike. The battleship's crew had managed to overcome the jammed rudder, allowing them to control the ship again.
Kruger weighed his options. He could try to head back home, but his force had been slowed by bomb damage to his ship and a few others. He was pretty certain he'd be outmatched in a surface battle, but he felt he didn't have much choice.
Finally, he gave the order. The blazing General Malan was left behind, with two destroyers sent away to take her survivors home. Meanwhile, the remainder of the force advanced towards the Indians. Even if defeat was certain, Kruger still wanted to do as much damage as he could.
HMIS Vikrant
As the sun set, Vikrant's RDF got a bead on the closing South African fleet. The dreadnought's 16-inch guns were the first to open fire. Onoorwinlike replied with her own 16-inchers, bracketing Vikrant with shell splashes. The rest of the South African force responded, opening fire with their 8-inch and 4.5-inch inch guns. The Indian destroyers responded with their own 4.5-inch guns.
Vikrant was the first to score a hit, landing a shell on the roof of Onoorwinlike's number one turret. The impact was enough to temporarily jam the turret's machinery. Despite this trouble, Onoorwinlike was able to score two hits on Vikrant's forward deck, forcing Zakaria and the rest of the bridge crew to duck to avoid shrapnel.
This back-and-forth went on for the next three hours. Slowly, the Indians began to gain the upper hand. Finally, at 21:30, Onoorwinlike's guns fell silent as her engines shut down and the machinery lost electrical power. Rear Admiral Kruger was dead-killed by a hit to the bridge-and only two destroyers-Lugtigheid and Gereedheid-were left in seaworthy condition. On the Indian side, the destroyer HMIS Bangalore was in sinking condition and two others were badly damaged. Vikrant herself had taken a beating, but her guns continued to thunder, hurling shells at the smoldering Onoorwinlike.
At that point the crew of Vela, which had been observing the battle from a distance, decided to pitch in. The sub got into attack range and launched three fish at Onoorwinlike. In a matter of minutes, the mortally wounded behemoth heeled to port and vanished into the depths. Out of a crew of 2,700, only 360 would be recovered from the waters of the Indian Ocean.
With his work done, Zakaria ordered his fleet to turn and head back to port. After picking up the crew of Bangalore, Vikrant and her escorts rejoined the three carriers and set off for Colombo, leaving the crews of the surviving South African ships to rescue their comrades.
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Post by steve59 on Jul 30, 2017 21:45:43 GMT
Ouch. Hell of a lot there. Will try and have a look through in more detail but possibly have the basis for understanding the clash here. Thanks.
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Post by ttt on Jul 30, 2017 21:50:14 GMT
Ouch. Hell of a lot there. Will try and have a look through in more detail but possibly have the basis for understanding the clash here. Thanks. I've read said TL in full. It's truly something.
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Post by steve59 on Jul 30, 2017 22:42:33 GMT
Jerusalem, Judea Zone of Control October 3, 2015
General Baruch Goldstein watched the new recruits fire their rifles at the targets. The 42nd Hebrew Brigade was heading off to face the Imperial forces currently marching towards the Suez.
To tell the truth, Goldstein wasn't too particularly attached to Judea. He had been born and raised in New York City and considered himself American first and Jewish second. But when NUSA conquered the Levant in the late 1980s, the Jews suddenly found themselves being encouraged to move there with a mix of financial incentives and veiled threats. Goldstein knew why-the government didn't want the Jews around in its "perfect Christian society" but still cared about appearing more progressive than the Catholic Church, which had a long history of anti-Semitism-even though the Catholic Church had fragmented after the annihilation of Rome. Either way, by now pretty much all of NUSA's 8 million Jews had moved to Judea-after ORRA had dealt with the original Arab inhabitants, of course.
"That's enough for today" said Goldstein to the recruits. One young man salued. "We will repel the Imperials and their Arab lackeys" he said. "They will not take what HaShem has given us!"
Be grateful that you're here kid thought Goldstein. You say that word anywhere else and your ass is grass.
Interesting that the NUSA and its allies overcome their bigotry and racism to let the Jews survive. Ironic comparec to OTL and surprising, although but for the arrival of the AAO empire I doubt it would have lasted much longer.
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 22:57:03 GMT
Johannesburg, South Africa November 9, 2015
Admiral Lodewyk Vorster read the after-action report with a mix of disbelief and rage. 13 ships had been lost and nearly 6,000 men had died for no gain whatsoever.
What was Botha thinking? thought Vorster. That drunkard fool crippled our navy for nothing.
Something had to be done about this. Vorster picked up his phone and began dialing Volksleger General Jan Du Toit's number. Botha simply could not be allowed to continue leading the country after this monumental fuck-up.
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 22:57:28 GMT
Johannesburg, South Africa November 11, 2015
Vorster and Du Toit's coup was carried out with ruthless efficiency. The Volksleger moved on the Parliament building, placing all the MPs under arrest with no bloodshed and only a few shots fired.
President Botha was very easy to capture. Vorster found him passed out at his desk, an empty wine bottle in his hand. He was immediately taken into custody.
By the end of the day, the military had secured control of the capital.
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 22:57:53 GMT
London, United Kingdom November 13, 2015
"I have a message from Rhodesian Premier Morgan Tsvangirai, sir" said Secretary Harris as he walked into Ranganathan's office.
"What does he want?" asked Ranganathan.
"Apparently, South Africa has had a change of government" replied Harris. "The new leadership apparently wants to make peace with us."
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 22:58:48 GMT
Johannesburg, South Africa November 14, 2015
General Du Toit was in the presidential mansion reading his favorite novel when the phone rang. He picked it up. "General Du Toit speaking" he said. "Who is this."
"You fucking snakes!" screamed the voice on the other end.
"President Oswald" said Du Toit as he tried to remain calm. "What do you want?"
"I heard from a reliable source" replied Oswald "that you are seeking peace with the British Empire."
"You misunderstand, Oswald" said Du Toit. "We are only asking them for a temporary truce, an opportunity for us to rebuild our forces."
"Temporary my ass!" shouted Oswald. "As our allies, you are obligated to stay in this war as long we are in it!"
Du Toit gritted his teeth. "With all due respect Mr. Oswald, we're in kind of a bad position" he said. "Our navy has been beaten to a pulp and Imperial troops are poised to overrun our heartland."
"So what?" hissed Oswald. "We could've solved your problems in time if you had simply hung in there."
At this point Du Toit's patience was wearing thin. "We will not put aside our own survival for your sake!" he shouted. With that, Du Toit slammed the phone down.
He had no idea that he had just signed his nation's death warrant.
NUSAS Swordfish The Indian Ocean
Weapons Officer Martin Brewster was roused from his bunk by Commander Adrian Guthrie.
"Guess what" said Guthrie as Brewster got to his feet. "The president has ordered us to make a strike."
Brewster's eyes went wide. "A strike?" he asked. "On who, the Imperials?"
Guthrie shook his head. "No, on South Africa" he replied. "The weasels apparently want out of this war."
Brewster nodded as Guthrie led him to the missile control center. Once they had gone through the necessary locks, Guthrie handed Brewster the list of targets given to him by Oswald. Once all the targets were programmed, Guthrie turned the switch to release the Rapier ballistic missiles.
Twelve missiles burst from the water's surface and raced towards South Africa's cities. At this point most South African families were sitting down to dinner. When the air raid sirens sounded, many assumed it was either a drill or another RAF raid. No one foresaw the destruction coming except the shocked military.
Pietermaritzburg was the first city to be hit. The few who had managed to get to shelter were relatively safe, but the majority of the city's residents were caught in the blast and vaporized.
Over the next several minutes, 11 more cities were consumed by mushroom clouds. In Johannesburg, the coup plotters were all incinerated by the fireball.
In total, nearly 25 million South Africans were killed by Swordfish's strike. When it was done, the Great South African Republic had ceased to exist as a functioning state.
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 22:59:13 GMT
London, United Kingdom November 15, 2015
Prime Minister Ranganathan shook his head at the report laid out before him. A long time ago, he would have been shocked, but by now he was very familiar with the NUSA mindset.
According to the report, any form of central government in South Africa had evaporated. The remnants of the military had turned into warlords, fighting over the glowing ash heap the country had become. Refugees were already beginning to move into Rhodesia.
Ranganathan couldn't help but savor the irony of those racists being forced to grovel before the black man for help.
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 22:59:55 GMT
Pendletonville (OTL Puerto Vallarta), South Mexico November 20, 2015
Oswald grinned as he watched the 1,100 foot long behemoth travel down the slipway. The New United States Navy may have been hurt badly by the Royal Navy in the preceding months, but it was still in the fight, and now they had a new ace in the hole.
NUSAS Alexander Hamilton, named for the patriot who tried to keep the old United States together in its final days, had actually begun construction in 2008. Work on the ship had been stop and go for the past seven years, with some calling it a waste of time. But the current conflict had spurred the Navy to finish her.
Now, her 15 20-inch guns in five triple turrets stood poised to begin America's reconquest of the seas.
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Post by silentrunner on Jul 30, 2017 23:00:18 GMT
Ottawa, Ontario November 21, 2015
Trudeau stared hard at the reconnaissance photos taken of the massive battleship. "So, they're actually putting this leviathan into service?" he asked. "Damn thing looks like it'd capsize the first time it fires its guns."
"It seems legitimate" said Kovalenko.
"They just keep making it easier for us, don't they?" asked Trudeau.
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