Colony RP 2.0 [INVITE ONLY]

//I WILL TRAP YOU IN MWHAHAHAH//

The second batch of citizens has left 5,000 citizens and 2,000 soldiers have left for the new Kosmos they are expected to arrive soon.

//Groth you have more land than you can even populate.//

Grothbord wrote://I WILL TRAP YOU IN MWHAHAHAH//

//see I outnumber you in soldiers...//

//How much do you have?//

//DERP 2,000. I Still have (almost JUST ALMOST) 1,000 more >//

\\No, somehow Reid has over 8,000 soldiers. Makes no sense.//

//8,000?!?! HOW IS HE STILL ALIVE?//

//yes 8,000. mwahahah//

//2,000 CITIZENS WORKING?! YOUR ECONOMY SHOULD COLLASPE! YOU CANT PAY FOR THAT ARMY//

Ex-Governor Banks returns to Portum a hero. A huge ceremony is held in the harbor where his hovership arrived, followed by a large banquet. The new democratically elected governor, James Winston, has cut military funding and the standing forces is reduced to 1,200, with 2,800 reserves. A total of 1,300 red superwolves have been cloned, with no more planned to be cloned.

The second batch of immigrants arrived. A total of 4,000 citizens, and 5,000 soldiers are in new Kosmos, that leaves 2,000 citizens, and 3,000 soldiers which will leave in a few weeks.

//Reid, how is your population at 21,000, when the rest of us are at 14,000 or so??//

Governor Lincoln requests to send ambassadors to Portum, and says "I hope our little skirmish did nothing to hurt the relations between our colonies."

\\Reid. Christ. You don't have 21,000 population. This is starting to get annoying.//

//crap, i botched up my numbers...//

//I CALL ZE GODMODS//

Hockesin wrote:\\Reid. Christ. You don't have 21,000 population. This is starting to get annoying.//

//as my old super-religious republican teacher used to say, DON'T USE THE LORD'S NAME IN VAIN.//

//sorry about that I just messed up my numbers... I fixed it...//

With the reduction of the Portum armed forces, and the election of a new mayor, Jem Vlyan sends crates of supplies, and invites the new mayor to Mycra for a celebration.

In other news, after three years, Operation PowderWall has been completed, and Two CCS guns //See my factbook// have been installed. One in Oren and one in Cryton.

Current population charts put Aelian numbers at 16,454.
400 new soldiers have been raised, to ensure each city has defense.
A new type of ship, the frigate has been built in Cryton City, to test.
The new mountain enclave that was claimed from Fremou has been named GreyCliff

Aelian Military and Population updates:

Aelia has managed to secure exclusive trade rights with New Kosmos, leaving Sardia the only nation to not trade with Aelia exclusively. Nonetheless, Jem Vlyan works relentlessly to make sure prices do not skyrocket due to greedy merchants, but growing resistance has been felt from the merchant class. Uly especially has become dissident to Aelian rule.

The final set of immigrants has left old Kosmos, there are 2,000 soldiers, and 3,000 citizens. Once this final ship lands Kosmos will have completely been moved.

The current topsail population:

15,997 in 9 towns:

Portum: 6,000
Elbror: 2,797
Antville: 1,500
Blue Port: 1,000
Mainland: 1,000
Chapel Hill: 900
Deseret: 900
New Raleigh: 900
New Port Topsail: 800

200 live in no recognized settlement.

*numbers above include military numbers stationed in cities

The Commissar shakes his head at a report he has in his hands. "Who did this? He asks striking his beard.

"We don't know sir. Al we know is that it's gone."

"Damn! Send some ospreys there i want that town checked out NOW!"

"It going to ta-"

"I SAID NOW!"

"Right away sir." The man salutes and exits. Damn rebels they always come with these things. The Commissar rose to his feet and picked up the phone. "Get me the navy."

A periscope broke the waters surface silently pushing water away. "Damn this place is gone. Captain take a look."

The sailor move away from the periscope allowing the grizzled man to step up. He closed an eye. Everywhere was fire and smoke. A few ospreys hovered just out of range of the smoke. A lone cargo ship sat in the harbor. "Surface!" The captain yelled, "When we do I want two sets of soldiers on inflatable raft I want to have that cargo ship under our control by sundown!" The surface broke as the Halibut-class submarine surfaced, as it settled in its spot the hatches on the deck opened. 16 men climbed out with four small black packages in their hands.

"We have no idea what is aboard that ship, watch your fire and keep your eyes looking!" A few moments later all for boats shoot harpoon ladders aboard the ship and begin climbing. They flipped on their night vision as the last men boarded the boat. "The darkness should keep us concealed." The Sargent said. The split into groups of five each moving to a different end of the ship. Squad A, which went to the stern of the ship waited for Bravo to take the control center and kill the power. A few minutes later the lights in the ship went out, only being illuminated b the fires in the city.
"Move in" the Sargent says to the soldiers. He sets his gun on semi-auto so he doesn't waste his ammo. Once aboard they hear commotion in the cargo hold. The Sargent throw up a hand. The team seeing his hand crouches. The Galway ahead of him was glowing from a lamp. "Fret, Gastby move through the living quarters and kill that light. The Sargent hears the men slowly open the door an leave. 5-4-3-2-1 as the Sargent said 0 the light flickered out, signaling that its time to move. "Hold up." The Sargent whispers into his radio. A light was coming through the door that led to the cargo holds. "Stack up on the door, when we enter use rubber bullets only. We need these guys alive." They all change magazines as the Sargent counts down he pulls the pin on a stun grenade. "One!" He throws it in the room watching it spiral through the air toward the men cutting through the shipping container. He ducks behind the door, an audible explosion is heard from inside the room. He throws the door open and begins firing. He loved the power of his rifle, it had little kickback and the bullets flew straight, hitting everyone by the containers. "Clear left!" A soldier said. "Clear right" another said right after.

"I want two of you to stay on the balcony while we go and check these men and the containers." The three men move down the stairs quickly not moving the aim of their weapon away from the injured men. "Who are you?" Asks the Sargent calmly, zip tying one of the welder's hands together.

"I won't tell you shit, communist bastards!" This made the Sargent genuinely angry. He ordered the men to their feet.

"No one attacks our country and gets away with it." With the last word he punched the man in the gut. "Get these scum to the deck and call for an osprey, ill be up once I figure out what they were trying to get." They walk away with the prisoners as the Sargent cuts through the last of the lock. He drops the welder as he stares at the item in the container. "Sargent Drank to all personnel! Evac immediately we hav-" his warning is cut short as the boat is ripped apart by an explosion. A few seconds later another explosion rocks the land. The resulting EMP knocks the osprey out of the sky, eplosions tearing apart the already burning city. This would have been avoided if the soldiers had searched the men. One of them was strapped with a bomb, detonating it in proximity of the cargo. It just happened to be a shipment of explosives to Quark city to be made into ammo and explosives. The bomb had a radio which sent a signal to the city setting off an EMP connected to the town's radio station and assortment of hidden explosives in the city. It wasn't heard of by the commissar for two days, when the news was told of the demise of Ion City, FS Yugo and the cargoship FS Detorri, the entire nation seeped. Greasing the loss of their fellow citizens and hate for the men who did it. These men sent a message to the Commissar calling themselves The Grotu Warrior.