NATO HQ JULY 27TH 1999.
Wesley Clark cupped his head with his hands, reading the reports.
"12 god damn casualties in the first day. This is unexcusable." he said.
"What could of happened?" replied an officer, filing a report.
"Well, one things for sure. Our intel was way off! The US space boys said that all the SAM sites around Belgrade were a crater!"
"Understood."
"Well, I've given the order for all combined NATO forces to cease air attacks for a day. The US Navy has handed over control to us. I gave them the order 10 minutes ago to attack."
OFF THE COAST OF FR YUGOSLAVIA
"USS Laboon. Tomahawks ready and primed. Firing missiles...now." said the Fire Control operator. Tomahawk missiles streaked from the bow of the ship, heading for Podgorica. Unlike heavily defended Serbia Proper, most of the AA systems had been pulled away from Montenegro, including radar. No warning, no nothing before the tomahawk slammed into the railway junction located there.
"USS Gonazles, firing missiles! Now!" said the much more trigger happy captain. The Tomahawk shot out of the launcher, heading straight for a military installation in Vojodina. It impacted right between a Colonel issuing a speech to his men. It couldn't of been worse timing for the Yugoslav army. 30 troops killed, many more wounded. The USS Nassau and her battle group were steaming straight for Montenegro.
"6th Fleet SEAL departing from CONUS..."