Clone Force
Posted: 2003-03-10 08:39pm
Clone Force
Introduction & Chapter I
The story is set in the year 2835 where human elite specialists and billions of clone soldiers rage naval battles across the stars and ground forces defend argicultural worlds and cloning facilities. The planet Earth was divided by large Empires following the death of Augustus III the great-grandson of Lennox and last united leader of Earth. The battle is set by the North American Consortium assaualting the heart of the European Alliance. Here is the insignia of NACEF:
[img][http://www.usmedals.com/prodpix/p248.jpg[/img]
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Now General-of-Arms Brisbane stood over the Overbridge of his flagship commanding commanding his Grand Fleet in the Centuari Prime System. Every single ship was heating up weaponry and preparing for the ensuing onslaught.
"Sir, we are approaching the planet Don Miguel," spoke an young lieutnant. General Brisbane turned in his dark gray uniform, his five silver stars bristling brightly on his shoulders. Look down from his superior height he nodded. His scarred and old face starring down the Lieutnant as he walked back too Communiacations.
General Brisbane's pristine and properly shined steel boots were clinging across the steel floor as he walked too his seat. Brisbane sat down paying no notice too the modern sounds of bleeps, beeps, and other strange noises from the larger computer processors. He looked on his chair's armrest and began typing commands into the small data relay going at designed minium speeds of 68 giga hertzes.
"I want Delivery Naval Operations Forces too be ready," spoke Brisbane with coolest voice he had. This was a dangerous place for American Protectorate Forces. He was ready for a clean and swift operation too destroy the European's cloning facilities and hopefully bring them too the Protectorate's Alliances. Then, the lifesize hologram displayed.
"General!" said Vice Admiral Kynes. "Sir, we are fully prepared for drop off of 185 divisions assigned too the diversion force, and 3 divisions at the cloning facilities." Kynes stoop at normal height and his dirty blonde hair was begginning too show his age and the same went for his face.
"Fine, once the Ground Forces briefing is over I'll give you a ring," Brisbane responded.
"Yes, sir. Kynes out." he said.
General Brisbane walked off the Overbridge of the Relentless and towards a very luxuorious lift for a warship. He stepped in and a non commissioned officer made room for him. From the looks of things he was the bearer of the Lennoxia, or royal flag of the bloodline. The General smiled a nice smile a general would smile at a lowly officer just as the lift was opening and he exited.
The Guardsmen saluted him and the General returened it. Then, Brisbane walked into the Room. The confernce of generals and admirals all stood up and full attention and saluted while Brisbane took his spot.
"Greetings, good gentlemen," said Brisbane as he took his seat. "Comrade Davidson, please give the tactical briefing."
"Yes, Sir," he said as got up out of chair and turned on the holo projector. "Gentlemen, heres the story. Today we are going too strike at the European's Alliance offensive heart. We will destroy over 89% of their cloning ability and force them too become a bitch nation. Our first step is the Diversionary plan. Which is too drop 185 divisions per 50,000 men a piece too distract most of the enemy force. Appraently, they were stupid enough too put the garrison on the other side of the planet.
Meanwhile, we drop our Marine Forces for you Navy Brass that don't know is the human born Elite Infantry Corps and is 45,000 man strong per division. We will also drop Clone Forces too hold a perimeter zone while we copy the genome database. Then, we will pull up while overhead Navy holds the enemy's naval defense force and one of their nearby fleets that will undoubtely arrive."
"Yeah, and so what? We can handle anything those fucking Euros throw at us," Vice Admiral Kinkaid said in a mockingly, matter of a fact tone.
"I don't know about, Mr. Kinkaid," G-4 Officer Hatsjumo said with his eyes quite squinted and fixed on Kinkaid. "I'm with Naval Intelligence and the Euros have been deploying a lot on the borders of their space command. I was shocked and awed that this whole fleet made it through the border undetected."
"We'll see Major Hatsjumo, we'll see. Ok, thats about it. I'll out G-7 Officers too brief divisional, corps, and elite commands. That is all," Brisbane finished his speech and saluted the officers right before he left. And as the door of the briefing room closed he slumped down into his chair and wandered into deep thought.[/img]
Introduction & Chapter I
The story is set in the year 2835 where human elite specialists and billions of clone soldiers rage naval battles across the stars and ground forces defend argicultural worlds and cloning facilities. The planet Earth was divided by large Empires following the death of Augustus III the great-grandson of Lennox and last united leader of Earth. The battle is set by the North American Consortium assaualting the heart of the European Alliance. Here is the insignia of NACEF:
[img][http://www.usmedals.com/prodpix/p248.jpg[/img]
*****
Now General-of-Arms Brisbane stood over the Overbridge of his flagship commanding commanding his Grand Fleet in the Centuari Prime System. Every single ship was heating up weaponry and preparing for the ensuing onslaught.
"Sir, we are approaching the planet Don Miguel," spoke an young lieutnant. General Brisbane turned in his dark gray uniform, his five silver stars bristling brightly on his shoulders. Look down from his superior height he nodded. His scarred and old face starring down the Lieutnant as he walked back too Communiacations.
General Brisbane's pristine and properly shined steel boots were clinging across the steel floor as he walked too his seat. Brisbane sat down paying no notice too the modern sounds of bleeps, beeps, and other strange noises from the larger computer processors. He looked on his chair's armrest and began typing commands into the small data relay going at designed minium speeds of 68 giga hertzes.
"I want Delivery Naval Operations Forces too be ready," spoke Brisbane with coolest voice he had. This was a dangerous place for American Protectorate Forces. He was ready for a clean and swift operation too destroy the European's cloning facilities and hopefully bring them too the Protectorate's Alliances. Then, the lifesize hologram displayed.
"General!" said Vice Admiral Kynes. "Sir, we are fully prepared for drop off of 185 divisions assigned too the diversion force, and 3 divisions at the cloning facilities." Kynes stoop at normal height and his dirty blonde hair was begginning too show his age and the same went for his face.
"Fine, once the Ground Forces briefing is over I'll give you a ring," Brisbane responded.
"Yes, sir. Kynes out." he said.
General Brisbane walked off the Overbridge of the Relentless and towards a very luxuorious lift for a warship. He stepped in and a non commissioned officer made room for him. From the looks of things he was the bearer of the Lennoxia, or royal flag of the bloodline. The General smiled a nice smile a general would smile at a lowly officer just as the lift was opening and he exited.
The Guardsmen saluted him and the General returened it. Then, Brisbane walked into the Room. The confernce of generals and admirals all stood up and full attention and saluted while Brisbane took his spot.
"Greetings, good gentlemen," said Brisbane as he took his seat. "Comrade Davidson, please give the tactical briefing."
"Yes, Sir," he said as got up out of chair and turned on the holo projector. "Gentlemen, heres the story. Today we are going too strike at the European's Alliance offensive heart. We will destroy over 89% of their cloning ability and force them too become a bitch nation. Our first step is the Diversionary plan. Which is too drop 185 divisions per 50,000 men a piece too distract most of the enemy force. Appraently, they were stupid enough too put the garrison on the other side of the planet.
Meanwhile, we drop our Marine Forces for you Navy Brass that don't know is the human born Elite Infantry Corps and is 45,000 man strong per division. We will also drop Clone Forces too hold a perimeter zone while we copy the genome database. Then, we will pull up while overhead Navy holds the enemy's naval defense force and one of their nearby fleets that will undoubtely arrive."
"Yeah, and so what? We can handle anything those fucking Euros throw at us," Vice Admiral Kinkaid said in a mockingly, matter of a fact tone.
"I don't know about, Mr. Kinkaid," G-4 Officer Hatsjumo said with his eyes quite squinted and fixed on Kinkaid. "I'm with Naval Intelligence and the Euros have been deploying a lot on the borders of their space command. I was shocked and awed that this whole fleet made it through the border undetected."
"We'll see Major Hatsjumo, we'll see. Ok, thats about it. I'll out G-7 Officers too brief divisional, corps, and elite commands. That is all," Brisbane finished his speech and saluted the officers right before he left. And as the door of the briefing room closed he slumped down into his chair and wandered into deep thought.[/img]
