Introduction
The constant bloodshed of war has brought about the drop of morale and loyalty to the people. The leaders of these two great nations, with much reluctance, decided to sign a temporary cease fire to quell the complaints of the populace. It was set to last exactly one year. Such a treaty could allow both nations to focus on other areas besides war...although Old Thryth decided to construct something to keep the opposing nations military forces out of Old Thryth lands. Project Oasis as it is called, is a giant magically constructed desert island spanning much of the Ieni sea, which lies between the Old and New Thryth capitals: Yathi and Iagee respectively. The desert sand covers up a large fortress which houses hundreds of specifically trained soldiers. They are to create a large barrier to keep out enemy forces but relied heavily on knowing of an attack beforehand. Even with this disadvantage, it was a very efficient defense.
The new year has begun. The cease fire between New Thryth and Old Thryth has officially ended. The N.T.M.F has jumped on such an opportunity. They have sent a fleet of warships. Their expansive navy covers the sea and air in massive ships, with smaller fighters much resembling many sea creatures, able to move quickly through the air, on the capital ships' decks. The N.T.M.F. hopes to land at least a few soldiers on the island to disrupt the barrier and open the path to the capital of Yathi. The day has just begun, literally just past midnight, and the fleet approaches Oasis quickly, and seemingly right under their noses...
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Nyx walked out onto an observation deck and held onto the handrail to look down on the ocean below her. The aircraft carrier was an aircraft itself, and the powerful lights penetrated through the midnight fog. Soon they would have to cut the lights and launch as many fighters as possible, hopefully some would be able to land and cut the barrier and it's creators, thus leaving a hole for the transports to move ahead and land troops.
She walked back inside and headed to the armory to get her favorite weapons to use when she landed. If she landed, even though she was sure she would.
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Taking a final puff of his cigarette, he flipped the butt away from him, the low glowing flame at the end fading out as it rolled over the side and into the underdecks. He would look around his hanger, and his other team members. They were talking amongst themselves, as usual, about women. He knew that they were Army based, but that didn't mean they had to oggle anything that had breasts.
"Hey. Will you guys stop fappin' over there? It's not like you don't do that every night." Bryce called out to them.
"We're not, asswipe!" Called Denison, a Reaver pilot, "We're currently out of pictures of your WIFE." He said smirking.
"Oh really? Well I've got some pictures of me and your mother..." Bryce retaliated.
"Yeah yeah, tell it to the Commandant, Cry-son. Think you're a hot shot 'cause you get the Mammoth." Another soldier, Wesson said.
"Well sooorry. At least I don't blow the commander trying to get him to reasign ME to it. Besides, they issue tanks according to dick size." Bryce shot at him with a grin.
"Oh, you're right. So they have they have to compensate you?" Denison mocked.
"No, I just can't fit into one of those dinky, piss-poor excuses for an armor division."
"Aahh, shut it, Bry. You can stick with your slug." Another responded.
"And you can stick with my piss in your coffee tommorow."
They ended the dialoug with their various hand gestures, before their Commander came over their headset.
"Captain Aurgo is right about the vehicle thing. Why else would they have given me this entire SHIP!" He said, before the entire group burst into laughter.
"In all seriousness, though. Get to your Armor, boys. It's almost go time." The burly voice said over the headset. Bryce, and the rest of the pilots sitting around the hanger, began to jog to their respective machines. Bryce climbed up into the tank, and grinned as he started the vehicle, the massive war machine roaring to life. Bryce pushed earplugs into his ears, before turning his headset to max volume, the combination resulting in hearing the people over the headset, but not the almost deafening roar of the tank. "Mammoth 05, 'Juggernaut', operational and on standby!" He called over the tank's sound.
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She and her wingmates made their final preparations for the takeoff. Their large carrier, aptly named The Hellish Wolf, was about to go dark, and radar would be the only means of navigation. She got into the cockpit of her fighter. "Alright ladies! Let's hope they're as visually retarded as they are mentally!" The closest words of good luck she could ever want to say.
She closed the above cockpit window and prepped her plane. She prepared a broadcast to her squadron. "All wings report in." She paid some amount of attention as her wingmates sounded off, five in total, including her. And other than her squadron, there were about three more on this carrier that would be in on the assault with her. All comprised of fighters, since having heavy ordinance bombers would waste space on the carriers.
She gave a nod to an engineer in the hangar who then proceeded to activate the lifts, which carried the planes up to the launch decks. Being so high in the air already would prove to be an advantage, as the planes can gather speed with a descent and launch at once. "Get ready for the launch, five minutes after the we go dark, the Wolf will stop and we'll drop on my go."
She could hear chatter over the comm lines. She understood that her squad might not see each other, much less anyone, after this battle alone, never mind the following campaigns. But it was a part of war. The N.T.M.F. was fashioned for just this purpose: War.
The lights suddenly all slowly dimmed throughout the carrier. Nyx could no longer see the sea below them. "Just five minutes now..."
"Longest five minutes of my life." One of the rookies, Eddie, only in this squadron due to the loss of Zach, the previous pilot in his position.
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