The Yellow Dragoon

[Nosb]

Prime Minister Wu Zhang looked over an anti-aircraft gun as it was lowered into place in a concert bunker. “That’s good boys, don’t kill yourself there.” The sweaty men, naked from the waste up, lowered it slowly unto the ground, then unstrapped the massive piece of metal and moved on to the next anti-aircraft gun waiting further down near its concert dugout. He had hopped to have them in place before the end of the week. They had almost done it in half the time. “Chinese work ethic,” he said to himself, a mocking term of the North European, ‘Protestant work ethic’ that had emerged in the 70s after the Chinese emerged as the supreme power of Eurasia. These 88mm anti-aircraft guns were a show of strength more then anything, Chinese planes were numerous and high-tech. A warning to the USSR, in Manchuria, that any raid on Beijing would be deadly.

[perdedor99]

August 26 2004 2357 hours 50kms north of Chengde, Manchurian SSR

Lt. Pavel Sumovov was ready to go home and take a rest. They’ve been waiting for close to a day now for a supposed Manchurian guerilla supply run but so far has been a no-show. His 22 men Spetsnaz platoon was positioned in an L shape covering the path in front of them, divided in three groups of 7 men each but heavily armed. (1) Pavel began to double check in his mind if everything was covered. The kill zone is booby trapped with radio controlled mines, the enemy’s right flank is covered by a deep ravine, the assault team will close their retreat route as soon as the... His senior NCO crawling to his side interrupted Pavel thoughts.

“Comrade Lieutenant, it seems the information we got was wrong.” Senior Sergeant Alexei Nikitin whispered to his commander.

“You could be right Comrade Sergeant.” Answered Pavel. ‘ Let’s give them till daylight. If they are a no-show we call our pick up and get some rest.”

“Yes, Comrade Lieutenant.”

After what it seemed like an eternity, but in reality a little over two hours, the lookout reported movement coming in the direction of the Spetsnaz platoon.

“30 G’s moving in your direction with pack animals in tow” informed the private in the OP.

The 30 guerillas reached the kill zone 10 minutes later and they never knew what hit them. After the point man when thru the kill zone and signaled the all clear sign, the main group entered the kill zone and all hell broke loose them.

The mines were activated and all weapons in the platoon began shooting in the direction of the guerillas. The assault team charged after a couple of minutes, shooting anybody still moving while they assaulted the enemy position. The yells of all secure were given a couple of minutes later.

“ Comrade Lieutenant, it seems the information we received was right after all.” Senior Sergeant Nikitin told his commander.

“Yes, it seems the info was good.” Pavel nodded agreeing with his NCO.

“Comrade Senior Sergeant, Comrade Lieutenant, you better come and see this.” A young private called them from a couple of feet away.

Both men moved in the direction of the young men and looked at a wooden box with Chinese characters in it. They looked first for booby traps and after making sure they were none, they opened the box. A weapon of an unknown design but unmistakable a ground to air missile launcher was inside the box. Both men looked at each other and shook their heads.

“How many more boxes like this one are lying around? Asked Pavel.

“We have counted at least thirty, Comrade.” A soldier responded.

The end is near. Pavel thought while shaking his head.

(1) 3 heavy machineguns, 6 squad machineguns, 2 sniper rifles, 6 grenade launchers and 12 RPG-18.

[perdedor99]

August 15 2004 10:07 Hours 15km north of the Amur River Siberia

Colonel Leonid Belov's unit was on the top of the hill looking at their target. The area was a grassland full of something that if anyone has tell him a month ago he was going to be seeing them he tell that person to lay off the vodka.

“Fire support, began firing on my command” He ordered his mortar platoons.

“Yes, Comrade Colonel.” Responded the captain in charge of the mortars.

The Colonel raised his field glasses and gave a last look to his targets. They are truly majestic! Damn shame to kill them. Nichevo.

“Fire for effect.” Colonel Belov yelled to his mortar platoons.

The whoomp of the rounds going down range was substituted a couple of seconds later by explosions and pandemonium when a couple of seconds later the BMP-4 secondary weapons began sending 30mm rounds down range in the direction of their intended victims. A couple of bulls charged madly up the hill only to be cut down no more than 15 meters from the armored vehicles.

“Cease fire, cease-fire” yelled Colonel Belov. After a moment the shooting began to subside until it ended completely.

“Call on the radio the helicopters with the butchers and tell them we have at least fifty mammoth carcasses and we need to get that meat before sundown so tell them to really hurry up.”

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August 29 2004 13:17 hours Khabarovsk

Colonel General Arkady Baskaev was having a late lunch while listening to the radio news. The news as always were a complete fabrication to try to keep people on the dark but there is nothing else to listen this time of the day on the local radio. At least meat is back on the menu of the people and in great quantities. His potatoes were good but the meat tasted a little strange for his taste. Nichevo! Mammoth meat is now a staple on the tables of the remnants of the USSR but at least people is not starving anymore. Thought the temporary head of the Soviet Union while he cut another piece of meat and put it on his mouth.

[Nosb]

Wu Zhang ascended the massive marble stairs to the Ministry of Defense. Passed the Greek style columns that had Chinese Imperial dragons wrapped around them. The guards were jumpy and even the Prime Minster of China had his security pass checked four times before he made it to the express evaluator. He scanned his security pass and zipped up 85 floors to the War Room, the commander center for all of China’s military operations.

His security pass was checked twice more and he was made to go through a retina and fingerprint scan. He was surprised they didn’t ask for blood for a DNA test. After all this he finally made it to actually War Room. It was a very high tech command center. Plasma screens covered the walls; each showing various maps, reconnaissance pictures and scrolling text of the newest information from around China and the World. Zhang found a sat at the head of the table located in the center of the room, already crowded with generals and marshals, and lowered himself into the set. He was in his middle 50s with maybe 60 extra pounds then he should have had and a heart condition that caused him discomfort but wasn’t life threatening.

“Glad to see you again, Mr. Prime Minister” said skinny man with white hair in a field marshal’s uniform. His name tag said Liang. There was sharpness in his voice. There was no doubt that he wanted the nationalistic New Birth Party to have its choice for the Prime Minister in power. Zhang’s moderate leftist Chinese Labor Party, which had been the biggest party in the last election four years ago, had become sidelined. He doubted if he would last to the next election. More and more people did since the ‘accident’. Some of the more radical were against even the mutual assistance treaty with Japan.

“Nice to see all of you again, I’m afraid our border commanders well never again have our company.” Silence followed, some of them were from the less developed western regions and Manchuria and had undoubtedly lost families and friends. “But we must carry one, if not for ourselves, then for those we have lost.” He personally had lost many good friends and several distant family members. Thank God that he hadn’t lost any of his close family. He broke the silence again, “Don’t forgot what our jobs is. The defense and security of China.”

A young man, at least younger then Wu, in the uniform of the elite airborne divisions raised his hand, and Zhang nodded. The paratrooper stood up and began to talk, “Mr. Prime Minister, You are more correct then you know. I propose that we immediately send forays into the uninhabited land to our west that we had so far kept out off to reestablish OUR China and for the same reason we should send 25 crack divisions from the south to the border of what appears to be the USSR.” Zhang looked right at him and slowly nodded his head.

[Nosb]

Chen Peng’s motorized column had been driving nonstop for nearly five days. So far no hostile force or nation had been found, but many weird animals that Chen had never seen or heard of roomed these parts of Tibet. The paratroopers were good about destroying anything dangerous they found, but the motorized mountaineers that came in after them to hold the ground the para’s had taken constantly were attacked and scattered by huge rooming herds of weird quadrupeds that looked like nothing Chen had ever seen. His unit had taken numerous causalities in the beginning when men went off to pee or smoke or look for something to hunt for food and didn’t return. No they know better and stayed close to the heavy cannon and machine guns of the company’s personal carriers

The cold air rushed over Chen’s face at 3,000 feet as his platoon’s personal carrier, the head of the company’s column, rushed along a rocky path that luckily had very little growth on it. The major problem slowing down advance was a total lack of roads. Further east army and airforce engineers had already started clearing the path for roads and airfields. Chen wondered what had happened to the Chinese and Tibetans that had once lived there. The government immediately had released all information they knew after the ‘event’, they couldn’t have done otherwise; too much of the country had been affected.

Chen’s personal carrier turned on a sharp turn that had been hidden by thick bushes and drove straight into a heard of grassing cattle-like animals all of them at least 2.5 meters tall. The carrier hit one of the animals almost immediately and slowed down as its carcass grinded under the tires. The other animals were startled by the personal carries and there armored car support and started to stampede. One man had been foolish enough to jump off his personal carrier, as he had been taught in boot camp, and was quickly lost among the animals and was killed within 20 seconds. The 20mm cannon on the lead personal carrier started to shot rounds into the heard and the other personal carriers followed its lead. Chen fired at any of the wild beasts that dared run to close to his carrier.

Soon they had managed to clear the area of the heard and get on their way again, but only after losing the better part of an hour. “Shit, imagine if we had to fight something human as well?” Chen said no one in particular. He quickly shrugged off the thought, no need to think about how things could be worse, they were pretty bad now.

[Ward]

Chen Peng’s motorized column had been driving nonstop for nearly five days. So far no hostile force or nation had been found, but many weird animals that Chen had never seen or heard of roomed these parts of Tibet. The paratroopers were good about destroying anything dangerous they found, but the motorized mountaineers that came in after them to hold the ground the para’s had taken constantly were attacked and scattered by huge rooming herds of weird quadrupeds that looked like nothing Chen had ever seen. His unit had taken numerous causalities in the beginning when men went off to pee or smoke or look for something to hunt for food and didn’t return. No they know better and stayed close to the heavy cannon and machine guns of the company’s personal carriers

The cold air rushed over Chen’s face at 3,000 feet as his platoon’s personal carrier, the head of the company’s column, rushed along a rocky path that luckily had very little growth on it. The major problem slowing down advance was a total lack of roads. Further east army and airforce engineers had already started clearing the path for roads and airfields. Chen wondered what had happened to the Chinese and Tibetans that had once lived there. The government immediately had released all information they knew after the ‘event’, they couldn’t have done otherwise; too much of the country had been affected.

Chen’s personal carrier turned on a sharp turn that had been hidden by thick bushes and drove straight into a heard of grassing cattle-like animals all of them at least 2.5 meters tall. The carrier hit one of the animals almost immediately and slowed down as its carcass grinded under the tires. The other animals were startled by the personal carries and there armored car support and started to stampede. One man had been foolish enough to jump off his personal carrier, as he had been taught in boot camp, and was quickly lost among the animals and was killed within 20 seconds. The 20mm cannon on the lead personal carrier started to shot rounds into the heard and the other personal carriers followed its lead. Chen fired at any of the wild beasts that dared run to close to his carrier.

Soon they had managed to clear the area of the heard and get on their way again, but only after losing the better part of an hour. “Shit, imagine if we had to fight something human as well?” Chen said no one in particular. He quickly shrugged off the thought, no need to think about how things could be worse, they were pretty bad now.



how far ahead are the paratroopers from the other troops and how are they moving . The Hord is moving into the area also . Think of the Mogals with hand cannons .

[Nosb]

how far ahead are the paratroopers from the other troops and how are they moving . The Hord is moving into the area also . Think of the Mogals with hand cannons .

The paratroopers are never further then 10 miles or 3 hours, which ever is closer depending on terrain, they are heavily supported with helicopter gunship with also ferry out wounded and the paratroopers themselves when the mountaineers arrive at a given spot.

Are your men be hostile if they encounter my soldiers? It appears that the hord is far behind in tech and well be easly destroyed if it is hostile.

[DuQuense]

It appears that the hord is far behind in tech and well be easly destroyed if it is hostile.

There is a saying that ""No organized milatery force is ever out numbered by a mob"" The Horde may just disprove it.

[Ward]

The paratroopers are never further then 10 miles or 3 hours, which ever is closer depending on terrain, they are heavily supported with helicopter gunship with also ferry out wounded and the paratroopers themselves when the mountaineers arrive at a given spot.

Are your men be hostile if they encounter my soldiers? It appears that the hord is far behind in tech and well be easly destroyed if it is hostile.



Yes they are Hostile to everone and every thing .
Once you learn how to kill a helo it very easy to shot one down with a bow just hit the tailroter it was done to a helo in nam and afganistan also .

Yes the will take a lot of casulity but so will you .
Also I have seen a lot of hight tech get brocken by a rock and a baseball .
We had a tank electronics knocked out by a rock that hit the computer it was a lucky shot . It hit the Commander and bounced into the tank .
also most hightech need to be resupplyed every day . Like battiers and that .

[Nosb]

Yes they are Hostile to everone and every thing .
Once you learn how to kill a helo it very easy to shot one down with a bow just hit the tailroter it was done to a helo in nam and afganistan also .

Yes the will take a lot of casulity but so will you .
Also I have seen a lot of hight tech get brocken by a rock and a baseball .
We had a tank electronics knocked out by a rock that hit the computer it was a lucky shot . It hit the Commander and bounced into the tank .
also most hightech need to be resupplyed every day . Like battiers and that .

China well use its extensive airpower once this force is encountered. That will be a startle to the nomads. How many warriors do the hord have? China has about 350, 000 men in Tibet by the end of the operation, with more (upwards of million men, but supplying would be hard) to pull on if (when) needed. And what are the going for land-wise? Is any part of Tibet good or even fair farmland? Aren’t there better areas to go after? Or are the going on a massive hunt?

And could you show me there path on the map im posting next?

[Nosb]

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Operation Complete. Orders are from here on to hold on to all gains in case of foreign attack. Infrastructure to supply the Tibetan army by land will be finished within the next month. Weird clouds are seen in the west.

[Ward]

China well use its extensive airpower once this force is encountered. That will be a startle to the nomads. How many warriors do the hord have? China has about 350, 000 men in Tibet by the end of the operation, with more (upwards of million men, but supplying would be hard) to pull on if (when) needed. And what are the going for land-wise? Is any part of Tibet good or even fair farmland? Aren’t there better areas to go after? Or are the going on a massive hunt?

And could you show me there path on the map im posting next?



They are heading to the sea and looking for new grazing land for there herds . Also there are about 800,000 warriors in The Hord . I will try to put there movment on that map .

[Ward]

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Operation Complete. Orders are from here on to hold on to all gains in case of foreign attack. Infrastructure to supply the Tibetan army by land will be finished within the next month. Weird clouds are seen in the west.


Take a line from there home land and head towards Beijing and then to the sea . That is the rout of The Horde . But they are not moving in a stright line because they are force to graze there great herds . Remember there frount is over 200 miles wide by almost a 1000 miles long .They have a long history of winning against everyone they attacked . You might have to kill 100,000 wariors before they turn to a different rout . The lead clans have over 200,000 warriors in the vangard and the main body has about 550,000 warriors with the rear guard has 50,000 warriors .

P.S Go ahead and fight the battles against them . When they loose, choose a route for them using a 8 side dice 1 is north 2 is northe east and so on . they will not head back to there old home land .

(Dude....try just role play it out, not use a frickin' dice! :mad: )

[perdedor99]

September 10 2004 09:26 hours 15kms southeast of Mukden

Major Park Soon Jin slowly guided his mechanized regiment north in pursuit of the supposed bandits that attacked a border guard post no more than twenty minutes ago. He will be reaching the Soviet know positions in less than 5 minutes. His unit is the 3rd Regiment of the 2nd Mechanized Division of the glorious Korean Empire and as such have no rivals in the world they came from. I will teach a lesson to those Soviet Dogs! He thought with a touch of bravado.

Major Park was truly excited. He has fought guerillas countless times but for the first time in his life he was moving in the direction of an enemy as well equipped as his own troops. Intelligence reports stated that the Soviet equipment is superior to his own Type-72 (1) tank and his M-85 (2) armored personnel carriers. His mission is to test the capabilities of the enemy armored forces in combat. For the last month squad and platoon sized incidents have been common but the Imperial Korean response has never been this big.

“ Everyone, keep your eyes open. We will be reaching their forward position any moment now.” Major Park ordered thru the radio.

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Colonel Dmitri Kovalenko’ s regiment first tank battalion was dug in in the reverse slope inmediality after the border trenches. His second tank battalion was dug in the forward slope of the next hill to the rear of the first battalion as a reserve and support the first battalion with long range fire. His infantry battalion was divided in three forces; two of them received all the infantry heavy weapons and ATGM and were located to cover the flanks, forcing the enemy to charge up the hill if they pursuit the third infantry company sent to reinforce the border guards. The trenches hastily dug out less than a month ago looked purposely empty.

If reports of over aggressive Korean commanders are true we could actually win this thing. Thought Colonel Kovalenko. Damn. I wish a have another tank battalion. It could be close. He left the trenches manned with enough forces to put a serious resistance but not enough to actually win. Hope that everything works all right. His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of gunfire on the other side of the hill.

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Major Park’s infantry battalions dismounted close to the enemy positions and after a short firefight broke the enemy’s will to fight.

“This so called soviets lack the guts to face our powerful forces.” he yelled to his driver.

“Yes honorable sir, I agree, sir.” answered his driver

“They are running. Pursue the wretched dogs!” he ordered thru the radio.

His 32 Type-72 tanks started their engines and loaded flechette (3) rounds into their main guns to cause as much damage possible to their fleeing enemies. The Korean tanks went over the top of the hill behind the soviet trenches almost at the same time and they received a rude surprise.


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Colonel Kovalenko’s smiled. The intelligence eggheads were right! These guys are truly aggressive!

“Gunner, Sabot, tank.” he ordered.

“Identified.” yelled his gunner back.

His tank T-80’s (4) 125mm gun wasn’t the only one sending death to their enemies. His own round hit the front armor of an enemy tank. That tank exploded in an incredible display of fireworks and it wasn’t the only one. His 64 tanks were launching a barrage against the Koreans and their response wasn’t effective at all.

Kovalenko’s celebrated for a second. My first combat kill ever! He began to scan the terrain around him and he was shocked. All the enemy tanks are destroyed? He ordered a status report from his forces and was double shocked by the response. None of my tanks were destroyed? We really got them unprepared. They were responding with flechette rounds? They weren’t expecting us here! I hope all their officers are as stupid as this one.

He ordered his infantry to mount up into their vehicles and pursuit the now withdrawing enemy back to the border and requested helicopter gunship support to give a farewell gift to his departing enemies.

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Major Park panicked when he saw the enemy tanks in from of him ready to fire.

“Reverse, everyone, rev...” were the last words he called into the radio before two enemy rounds hit his tank one after the other, the second one been a little bit of a overkill, his tank was already burning when the second round slammed against it.

At least his unit demise wasn’t in vain. Korean intelligence will debrief the infantry battalions’ survivors and get an estimate of the capabilities of the Soviet Armor. Next time it would not be this easy for the Red Army.

(1) Equivalent to a T-34/85 tank
(2) Wheeled APC equivalent to early 1950’s models.
(3) Anti personnel rounds. Like having a giant shotgun. Great against unprotected troops, useless against tanks.
(4) OTL T-80 tank

[perdedor99]

September 13 2004 14:00 hours Khabarovsk

“...a new infantry division was stationed in the border area near Khabarovsk by the so-called Korean Empire. That evens up the number of divisions in the area instead of the 2:1 advantage we have before.” was explaining General Boris Timosov, commander of the Khabarovsk area army.

“What reserves we have in the area?” asked Colonel General Arkady Baskeav, pro tempo leader of the Soviet Union.

“We can count with 3 motorized divisions as local reserve and our forces reserves are actually close by, so any attempted attack against this city should be defeated easily.” responded Timosov.

General Baskeav nodded “Good. Pasha, So what is your estimate of our enemies’ military situation and our chances of resistance a full scale attack?

Lieutenant General Pavel Pavlov, commander of Military Intelligence for the Far East Front before the Event but now the de facto Military Intelligence Commander for the rump Soviet Union, tried to mask is concerns but his face betrayed his worries. “Comrade General, the situation is not good. We only have 42 divisions to face as far as we have calculated 50 Chinese divisions and 30 Koreans ones. Of course of the enemy divisions we consider that at least 30% of the Chinese divisions and that 50% of the Korean ones are leg infantry but in the other hand we only have 30 divisions at full strength.”

A slice presentation was on the back wall while he was talking to his fellow generals.

“But we gave the Koreans a bloody nose in the Mukden area a couple of days ago.” interjected General Timosov.

“All that battle proved was that the Koreans' equipment is at least a generation or more behind ours, that's all. Their casualties will be terrible with little gains if they were our only enemy but they are not. In conjunction with the Chinese and possibly with the treacherous Japanese, their military is a force we can’t take slightly.” responded Pavlov.

A map of the area appears on the back wall. General Pavlov turns and with a pointer begins to give his estimate of what will happen if attacked.

“As you can see in the map we have our forces' current location and the known and estimated locations of all the Chinese and Koreans forces we think are in the area. Our most conservative estimates put the enemy forces reaching this line forty-eight hours after the beginning of hostilities.”

The uproar in the room was complete. Yells of “Impossible” and “You’re wrong” sounded all around the table. Colonel General Baskaev called for silence and looked at General Pavlov.

“Are you sure that there is no way to defeat the enemy?” asked Baskeav.

“Not by conventional means.” was the response he didn’t wanted to hear.

[Nosb]

Private Chen Peng could not believe his eyes. Horsemen, hundreds of them, in full black cloth that only left their faces uncovered, came running straight at his armored column. They had just appeared over a hill, running at full gallop right for his company. He had seen combat before, many times, but nothing like this. How the fuck did they get here? His company was NOT the lead in the advance, they was supposed to be maybe a divisions worth of troops ahead at him in more then five dozen places. How had they all been overwhelmed without at least sending a radio signal? Everyone had seen the massive dust cloud for days, but no one considered it was anything like this.

Were they using bows and arrows? Holy shit. They were using bows and arrows, spears, sabers and crude guns. Goddamn was this a different world. The armored column was arranged in a ‘V’ formation, like it always was when it was supposed to be defending, with the cannons and machine guns facing forward, now towards the charging nomads. Chen was with a group of follow soldiers gathered between there PCs (1) to shield themselves against the cold wind, they quickly scattered and ran to there guns .The wind was against his unit. Sand and dust kicked up by the horsemen was blowing into there carriers. His platoon’s radio man yelled above the sound of horses “Our radio can’t get reception. It’s the height and the dust. One it can handle, both it can’t.” So that was it. Goddamn dust.

The horsemen got closer. He could see their brown, worn, leather-like skin. He saw several of them wilding what looked like Chinese automatic weapons and some had pieces of Chinese winter gear. They had striped their victims. A shiver went down his back. Can we take them? By the time that thought had gone through his head his company’s seven PCs, two armored cares, and one light tank begin to shoot off there cannons and heavy machine guns into the charging horsemen. The fronts rank was decimated. The horsemen looked startled, but not scared, and they kept surging forward against the hail of bullets.

They got closer and closer, he say them raise their guns and bows. The sounds that old muskets made vibrated in the hills, followed by someone screaming an instant later. Arrows hit hard metal and apparently softer flesh. More people screamed in pain. Fear gripped his stomach. He wasn’t going to make it. He was going to die. Chen set his gun to full automatic and started shooting. The horseman got closer, he could see the whites of there eyes and the shimmer of there swords. Another volley of arrows and isolated gunshots, more screams, he felt blood trickle down the side of his face. They were almost upon him now, the sound of cannons and artillery had deemed as had the sound of automatic fire, but still some of his comrades kept firing. His gun clicked. It was empty. O’ shit, o’ shit, o’ shit. They were within yards now. He dropped his gun, turned, and broke into a run. ‘Get away’ was the only thing in his mind.

He stumbled over the campfire that had just gone out. He fell on his face and quickly rolled to face his attackers. His hands clumsily looked for his pistol. The horseman had broken through the line of vehicles. A sword-welding man decapitated a brave man still shooting his heavy machine gun on a PC with one cut. Chen fired at the men riding towards him, sabers out, one dropped from his horse. Got him! His pistol stopped firing, out of ammo, but he kept pulling the trigger and the hammer kept hitting again and again.

A short man on a very badly scared horse got to him first. Chen could see his carved sword in the fading light of the day. He felt a hand roughly grab his hair and lift his entire body up from the ground with ease. He watched the sword as it moved down in one solid motion. He felt a sharp pain in his throat and then nothing…

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The field HQ was busier then usually. Major General Le would have given his leg, he only had the one left, for a way to get this damned nomads. An entire section of his front was in disarray. They had created a massive hole in his line with more then a division’s worth of men scattered or died. Not only that but they had striped the weapons from the dead.

Helicopters couldn’t get lose enough to be truly effective with there weapons. The nomads were near perfect shots, even with guns they weren’t quite sure how to use. He had heard the rigged up heavy machine guns to horses and used them to take down more then a few of his birds. Not only were the coppers no good, the dusk cloud they kicked up blocked his airplanes view of the densest cavalry formants.

Thankfully Beijing wasn’t stingy with air support or bombs. They had blasted away with cruise missiles and high altitude bombers for days. His recon times had told them that they had about 750,000 warriors with some three million camp followers. With the aerial assaults the General Stuff in Beijing had said that some 50% of that enemy was destroyed, if it was a half that it was better then good for the Chinese. The nomads had at least stopped advancing on his isolated positions. He figured that once they had come up to strong resistance they would turn around. From what he could gather they were roaming nomads that needed a large source of food and need to keep on the move. He hoped it would be a waiting game. He could win that.

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Colonel Zeng looked at over the dead horses and bodies. “Got the bastards!” They had taken most of his brigand with there attacks on isolated posts. The bombers had done there job and the nomads hadn’t been able to overwhelm some of the bigger outposts, losing hundreds of died and wounded as they fled. After a week of attempting to forge ahead they were broken apart by bad terrain and strong points and bushwhacked by helicopters and planes. The survivors had fled west. All the last territory had been sized and even sent expeditions south into the land they had come from.

And now, with the reservists taking the places that the now died or exhausted regulars, his unit had to bury the hundreds of thousands of died left by his army in its revenge. They had taken only enough wounded prisoners for information and killed the rest. All a day’s work. Helpfully the souls of the people they had killed were roasting in hell.

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(1) Personal Carrier

[Nosb]

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Invasion of the former Sinking Province, +1 Week.

[perdedor99]

September 29 2004 09:04 Hours Khabarovsk

“What a monumental waste of resources and time.” General Pavel Pavlov said in his office while reading the reports from both the Japanese expedition into Siberia and the expedition ordered by his boss, Arkady Baskeav. He personally thought that his leader plan of competition with the Japs was an act of idiocy but he reserves his opinions to himself.

The Soviets are following the model lay out by the Chinese in the empty Tibet but still it will not be enough. Pavel looked at the numbers and lighted a cigarette. “Even with the use of captured guerillas as slave workers the roads are not being build fast enough.” He continues to read but them an idea hit him. “We maybe could press some of the natives’ clans into volunteering into doing some work for their new nation. It seems like different clans exist in this new Siberia so maybe we could use this to our advantage. We could use one against the other to get what we need.” He smiled at his own cleverness, scribbled a fast note and put it on his To Do File. “I know Arkady will like this one.”