A World at War

[DrewTate]

can u post a link to the map

 

[Sultora]

http://forums.civfanatics.com/showthread.php?t=179246

That's the thread for the map. The download link is the first line of the first post.

 

[Sultora]

- Favor Returns to China -
1911​

In March of 1911, Roman agents in India reported that the city of Bombay had fallen to Chinese assaults. Things were clearly not going well for the Indian nation which deeply disturbed the now 29-year old Augustus.

Among many new policies created, Augustus set about the work of a new army that would eventually be deployed into Asia to help the Indian nation against their Chinese oppressors.

The call went out for volunteers from all over the Roman nation and its nation-states. Thousands poured into the city of Rome to sign up for the military and begin their training. Most would end up in the new 2nd Army that was organizing in the Mid-East for a push into either Arabian territories or deployment into Asia. A few were trained and sent into Africa to reinforce positions and as replacements for lost troops.

With the advance of Chinese forces deeper into India, Roman Air Forces on recon missions in India were forced to rebase further inside the Indian borders to remain away from and out of reach of the advancing Chinese.

A couple additional squadrons arrived in the Indian capital, but they were given the task of strafing the Chinese armies throughout the Indian countryside. Though they did much damage, Chinese SAM missiles heavily damaged these strafing runs forcing Roman planes to ground for repairs.

On the African front, the Malinese had finally developed a full-scale air force and were using it without hesitation. However, rather than use it on the Roman military, they struck out against soft targets, such as agricultural regions and collapsing mines, trapping the workers within. Many Roman cities in Africa began to starve as their foodstuffs were cut off.

Citizens in other Roman cities setup food collection centers that would send out canned and dried goods to Africa to assist in the food shortage. However, what was gathered was too little and did not travel into Africa fast enough due to Arabian interference in the Mid-East and Malinese plane attacks in North Africa.

 

[Zixk]

I'm running out of compliments.

 

[ArmoredCavalry]

Did you use Brilliant yet? Encore!

 

[Sultora]

Thanks folks. Still plenty to come. Not quite a decade into the war yet.

 

[Zixk]

ArmoredCalvery:No, I did not. Brilliant! Thank you ArmoredCalvery.
Sultora: Not even a decade! wow.

 

[Dnomal]

Hey just started reading your post/s, the story is fantastic, i especially like the mix of characters on the ground, politics and the fact that there are so many vassal blocks fighting each other.

BTW, hope Britain has joined you in the war, sounds like England might just be a vassal in all but name.

PLZ post again soon.

Dnomal

 

[Sultora]

- “Help!” -
1912​

With the new year of 1912 came a brand new grand offensive from Chinese forces. Roman air recon observed as numerous tanks and marines charged throughout the Indian countryside capturing a couple of cities and almost completely wiping out all improvements.

The situation was clearly dire, but Rome had a full commitment in northern and central Africa against the Malinese threat. There was also no super big push for pushing into Asia as Persia was in there fighting against the Chinese. If Rome split her forces, she’d be forced into a lengthened war with the Malinese by being unable to lend full focus to that front.

But could Augustus ignore the Asian front? The answer was yes, he had to in order to give full attention to the Malinese.

The war was being fought on four continents between 16 nations. How could any one nation be expected to fight on all those continents?

“Lord Augustus, the Indian leader Asoka is here to see you,” said one of officials in the audience chamber where Augustus had been dining.

“Let him in,” replied Augustus. The official disappeared for a brief moment before returning with Asoka behind him.

Augustus got to his feet and embraced the physically older looking Asoka. The man had clearly been through much in the last few years. “Welcome, my friend. How is your family?”

Asoka was escorted to a chair where he sat. “They are well, though understandably stressed,” replied Asoka. “I have come to ask for assistance from Rome. Our people are starving and dying. We desperately need the assistance of Rome and its magnificent armies to stop the Chinese invasion of our home.”

“I understand your plight, Lord Asoka, but we are committed to Africa and the defeat of the Malinese. Are not the Persians and their nation-states lending any sort of assistance?”

“The Persians are too busy trying to hold onto their own lands. They have no ability to strike out against the Chinese directly.” Asoka heaved a sigh. “What if Indian agrees to become a nation-state of the Roman Empire?”

Augustus raised a brow and leaned back in his chair. “Our economies would definitely benefit. The border taxes would be negated and movement of supplies would be easier. If you will do this, we will dispatch our 2nd Army which is in the middle of organizing.”

Asoka smiled and nodded as he jumped to his feet. “Then it is settled, Augustus Caesar!”

With India now a nation-state of the Roman Empire, Augustus was compelled to send anything he could spare. This included the 2nd Army that was still being organized in the MidEast. Hopefully the unfinished 2nd Army could stall the Chinese until the defeat of the Malinese could allow a shift of forces to Asia.

 

[Zixk]

Bravo,Bravo Oncore!

 

[HiroHito]

most people dont come to this forum maybe ? Anyway I love your story keep going, you just made another fan

 

[Swedishguy]

Sultora, you are completely amazing! How were you to write all that stuff down?

 

[Sultora]

Thanks folks. Sorry for the lack of regular updates. Got new job and am working on settling into the schedule. I hope to get up another update on Sunday.

Swedishguy - As I played the game, I just wrote a general summary of each turn. I am now going back through and rewriting it into a story.

 

[Swedishguy]

Aha! Smart thing there, Sultora!

 

[unscratchedfoot]

:thumbdown













Ohhhh man I'm sorry. I accidently clicked on the wrong smiley.
Here are the correct ones...

Drooling worse than a samoyed in july for more.

 

[Swedishguy]

That's a large post, unscratchedfoot?

 

[unscratchedfoot]

That's a large post, unscratchedfoot?

Saltora hasn't updated this for quite awhile so I thought it needed some filler to keep the readers' hunger from getting out of hand. Same concept as drinking a lot of water to stave off your hunger when there is no food nearby... it fills you up though it is not what is really needed.

 

[Sultora]

Sorry for not getting that update up. I am working on it, but it's a bit long and I've been busy. Hopefully within a couple of days I'll have it up.

Thanks for stickin with me.

 

[Swedishguy]

Saltora hasn't updated this for quite awhile so I thought it needed some filler to keep the readers' hunger from getting out of hand. Same concept as drinking a lot of water to stave off your hunger when there is no food nearby... it fills you up though it is not what is really needed.

Did you have to do that, starving and all!!!???

 

[Sultora]

- Malinese Capital -
1913​

With the continued onslaught of the Chinese forces into Indian lands, public opinion was become very depressed in Rome. It had been years since any sort of victory had been made by the Roman troops. Something needed to happen and happen soon.

So, Augustus sent out a personal letter to the 1st Army in central Africa. He complimented the troops on a job well done in the Africa campaign. He mentioned that the people of Rome were in full support of their efforts and new celebrations were being planned in their honor. He closed the letter by encouraging a stronger and quicker advancement to the Malinese capital.

His words would not go without heed.


March 23, 1913
Africa – Kumbi Saleh

“All squadrons break by pairs and engage Mali forces at will,” came the voice of the squadron commander across Agrippa’s radio.

“Nero, let’s do this,” said Agrippa as he broke from formation.

“Woohoo, Ripper!” came Nero. “Payback time is now you Mali bastards!”

Nero came in behind Agrippa as they both began to dive for the city of Kumbi Saleh. Agrippa could only smile as he watched the Malinese troops running for cover or SAM batteries. He squeezed tightly on the primary weapon trigger and his fighter let loose a barrage of machine gun fire on the fleeing soldiers. Several of the troopers fell before the onslaught, but many made their way into cover. As Agrippa pulled up and away with Nero close by his wing, other Roman fighters began their sweeps.

“Wing leader to all fighters, come about for another run!”

As the fighters came about, several Malinese fighter craft appeared from the horizon. Agrippa aligned his nose and opened fire for a short burst before pealing off. Malinese machine gun fire poured into the Roman air wing as SAM batteries also came to life.

“Nero, hard to starboard!”

Agrippa yanked his flight stick to the right and again opened up with his nose gun. He then pulled once more to his left and swerved off. Agrippa knew things could turn into a repeat of the last time the Roman Air Force engaged the Malinese.

As Agrippa and Nero battled it out alongside their Roman brethren against the Malinese, word came over the radio to drop payloads and get out. Agrippa came about, leaving the Malinese fighters behind him. He knew such a move was not the wisest he could have made, but the Malinese were still a bit off. Maybe he could drop the payloads before the Malinese were completely upon them.

“Ripper, they’re coming up on us fast!”

“I know, Nero. Drop your bombs then we’ll go out to meet the Malis.” Agrippa quickly flipped the secondary weapon switch and pressed the trigger on his flight stick. A handful of bombs fell from the wings of the fighter and began their lazy descent toward the city, exploding in great bursts upon collision.

With his ordnance now dispensed, Agrippa pulled up and to the left to come around and bring his nose onto the Malinese, who were now nearly upon them. He quickly flipped the secondary fire control switch and squeezed the trigger to unleash a hail of machine gun fire.

For his troubles, Agrippa got the satisfaction of seeing a Malinese fighter ignite and turn toward the ground. But that wasn’t the only thing Agrippa got. His own fighter had taken several hits and his engine began to sputter.

“Nero, I’ve been hit and going down!”

Agrippa never heard the reply from Nero, if there was any. He was too busy trying to fight for some control over his fighter for at least a somewhat controlled crash. He managed at the last minute to bring the nose up just enough and land on the belly of his fighter. The sand blasted up all around his craft. The cockpit canopy shattered, allowing tons of the sand to flow in and consume Agrippa in darkness.


The first stage of Operation Takedown had been an all-out strike from the Roman Air Force. Though there was a reason behind the actual air attack, many of the pilots themselves saw it as a chance for revenge for the defeat they had suffered in their first fight.

Though the pilots took casualties, their losses were a fraction of what they had been in their first engagement. They had succeeded in dealing massive damage to the defenders within the Malinese capital before pulling out. Even though more outnumbered this time, including facing Malinese pilots for the first time, the Roman Air Force pulled it off and delivered a blow they would never recover from.

It was then left in the hands of the 1st Army to move in and take the city.


March 24, 1913
Africa – Kumbi Saleh

“Lucky, wake up!” shouted Valerius as he prodded his friend with his rifle butt. “Our artillery has stopped, we’re making ready to push into the city.”

Lucius pushed his helmet up out of his face and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He let out a yawn then grabbed his rifle and stood up. “I didn’t even notice. They’ve been shelling the city since our flyboys left yesterday. Guess I really went deep in my slumber.”

Lucius got up and took a quick look over at the city of Kumbi Saleh. Though still in the desert, this area of Africa did have some other features besides just the sand. Lucius and his squad had actually been hunkered down under a couple of palm trees close-by some medium-sized boulders.

“Third squad, listen up!” shouted an approaching Sergeant. “We’re fixing to move out. Our company will be moving in on the right flank of the advance.”