@BraggyCorporation SECOND PART, SEE FIRST COMMENT FOR BEGGINING.
I then walked up theyr car with my hostage and we drove to the control tower, from there i unactivated all DCA. Then i saw how huge the base was. That was perfect for my tests. I called some reinforcements to arrest the soldiers and the collonel and i moved my old base into this complex. This is much better. This is our new home.

Pr Braggy, tech ingeener in the CFSP army, reports from the last month.
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Report 1542
--Some routine flights around my base said have detected some interferences. Some say having heard talking Ukrainian in the radio. Traduction of the raddio chatter says this: "Заба 1 to блин 3, some anomalies detected on the radar, the ennemies are flying small and fast aeroplanes'' This clearly means we are not alone in the Wright Sea.

Report 1543
--We send a squadron of Sparrows to spy out the area but they didn't come back. This time, it's personnal.

Report 1544
--We found a blck box from the crashes here are the recordings: "Sparrow 1, here is Sparrow 2, do you see anything?
Sparrow 1 to Sparrow 2, negative.
Sparrow 3 to Sparrow 1 and 2, i have an anomaly on radar... this looks like...
THEY HAVE A LOCK ON ME, MISSILE INBOUND! HERE IS SPARROW 4, FIGHTERS ARE ENGAGING ME! THEY ARE GREY WITH WHITE BANDS ON THE WINGS, OH GOD OH FUCK HE IS SHOOTING.
SPARROW TEAM DO YOU HEAR ME? THEY ARE SHOOTING THEYR MINIGUNS!
Sparrow 3 down! I'm trying to leave, wait what is tha... [loud explosion]
Sparrow 1 here! I ran out of ammo, I shot two ennemies down! I'm calling [inaudible] hey HEY HEY THEY ARE LOCKING ON ME AAAAH [transmission cut] Ho no, Sparrow 4 to base I have no fuel i'm deploying the floating device [loud noises] AAAH ... I MADE IT! I'm now floating at 1416,566,47 i need a rescue chopper, wait... NO! THEY ARE LOCKING ON ME AGAIN AAAAAAH [loud bang] zkrkrzzzft [no signal]" This time i want to see this by my own eyes, they have jets and DCA but we didn't even knew they existed? That's impossible.

Report 1545
--I'm getting in a pigpen. I'm ready for takeoff. I placed a lot of contrameasures on the fuselage and a parachute on the tail to make it land on all terrain that is flat enought.

Report 1546
--I'm flying over the sea, nothing to report by now.
a few reports have been skipped
Report 1551
--That's it! I have found the islands. I'm writing from my new offices, here is what happened: I was approaching the island when they sent a few missiles but i had so many contrameasures that they could not do anything. I landed on theyr runway and i got out of my plane. A few men including a Colonel came to me and said that i wasnt authorized to enter the base and that they did not know how i have dodged all the DCA. Then he told the soldiers to arrest me. But luckily, i had my Magnum 347 in pocket, and in 2 fast moves, I took the Colonel hostage. SEE MY SECOND COMMENT FOR END

I'm in

King and Kings alone are not capable of our wars.

@BroPlanes probably not a sentence you were expecting to read.. Lol

@CL4TRP lol it's a story about a mobilised cyborg crab, plot holes are basically inevitable lol

@Shmexysmpilot it's a good tank, but the story has too many plot holes

@CL4TRP lol that's my kind of build

Carl was just a private when he joined the crab navy in the wright isles coral reef, until a scientific breakthrough had occurred on the main reef in Yeager. The navy decided to test this technology on some volunteers, and Carl just happened to be one of them. Shortly after Carl had been fitted with his new tech, war broke out at bandit over shrimp rights. This was the perfect opportunity to test his stuff! Thanks to Carl, the war only lasted 18 hours. link to our hero Carl

Pilotmario's line of attack craft@Dart

Our small, scrappy group, of 37 Martians were under heavy fire. We attempted to fight back, and as we only had small arms and some stolen weapons . . . we were not well armed by any stretch of the imagination.
However, we were fighting an entire Varndan division. They have several hundred, however we have a single platoon. This fact still doesn't scare us. We are dug in, and have much better leadership. It has been noted that Varndans will sacrifice all available men to a dead (or dying) cause. This became apparent after the battle of Central Pass on Snowstone.
Although, we don't fear them, we do fear the 8 Tirgers they have been given by the Teutons. Despite the advantage of the tanks, we expect the mountainous Terran in the middle of Myawar to cause suffeceint problems for them.......Inaudible......"Holy Mother F-cker!".......Gun Fire

Today the general ordered our platoon to take the hill. Our 45 men rushed up the side, including myself only to be met by a man with a light machine gun. He ducked down into a small fox hole, the entire time he continued to fire. He ended up sending us back down the mountain, just as the Tigers opened fire . . . and ate lead from a nearby Patrenan SPG.
We the regrouped, and enlisted the help of two other platoons. All 137 of us went right up the side of the hill, the real steep side that wasn't very easy to climb. We were then met by 12 Koreans, and were then massacred as we attempted to take a building.
We hav since decided to use a helicopter to bring in some support, along with a Throth attack aircraft . . . only to be met by a few PAF Pummelers and NAK FL-22s.
Besides, as of now, we are now dealing with an entire Mongol division. Over 2,800 very well equipped . . . and angry . . . Koreans. These people are currently using us as training for new artillery crews......screams

The pilot in the F7U Cutlass was coming in for a routine carrier landing. Everything was normal; airspeed, engine temperature, altitude, fuel. All looking fine, until the airspeed starts dropping, and the gauges for the left engine read all kinds of numbers. Almost inevitably when flying the Cutlass, the pilot had suffered an engine failure. Now unsure of the approach, the pilot aborts the landing and goes around again. The missing engine put tremendous strain on the plane's already underpowered and experimental airframe. Keeping it under control for the fly around was proving difficult enough, how would he ever manage a landing? Turning in to final, the pilot was nearly standing on the rudder pedal to keep the plane flying straight. The plane was correcting left and right. Nearly there. Approach is a little shallow, pull up. Only a few more seconds. A bit off course, roll to the right and a little more rudder. Coming up on the carrier. Approach still shallow, pull up. PULL UP! POWER! The plane, now stalling, careens through the air, directly towards the flight deck. In some kind of spin, there is no hope of recovery. The pilot reaches to eject, but too late. The Cutlass slams into the deck, the moment the pilot had dreaded since the engine failed. One roll, two. A wing detaches. Now merely a flaming hunk of metal, the wreck slides to a stop halfway along the deck. Emergency crews rush out to douse the flames, but there is no hope of saving the plane, or the pilot. Another Cutlass down, and another pilot with it..

the ship name was called ijn lapis lazuili

the sinoh region 5000 years ago
was a constent conflict betwen the sides divided by a large motain called mount corenet
the only way to atack was by going trough mt coranets rugged snowy motains or
by air or sea and tanks codent go trough these routes a navel plan to transport these tanks was planed to be built it was fitted with a titunium plated hull to endur torpedos rocks and iceburgs and a flight deck to lunh when fighting on the battlefield and a single 16 inch cannon under the flight deck a orbitel laser contacer and 10 sub docks on the botom of the hull on her madien voyage she was able to shoot down 79 aircraft sank 5 destroyers (by ramming 5 heavy cruisers 1 battlecruisers 2 battleships and 4 carriers 10 u boats and submarines 10 transport vessels and a fort
when it came to land on the coast 10 tanks never madded it or was mised in action a tol of 209 tanks made it and captured 2 citys 9 forts 24 bunkers and 1100 civillens and troops the war would go on for many years with the west side of sinnoh winning the war

We began advancing into our position. Everything was perfect, almost too perfect. We had snuck past the guards on duty and we're ready to infiltrate the house. There weren't too many people there, maybe 6 or 7. Our target was right in our line of sight. We shot. Bullets started coming from every direction. They knew we would be there! We ran for cover, but it was too late. Half of the squad was injured, and another fourth dying. The rest of us ran, knowing we couldn't do a thing for any of them. We got back to the truck, started it, and drove as fast as possible. They were still on our backs, shooting out their car windows all around the town. We eventually lost them. Scared, we drove straight back to base. That was the last mission any of us went on.

My name is Greg Brown, I applied for the Gato Airforce, because I loved planes I wanted to fly EGV-72s but I was assigned to fly a EGV-44M, a slow propeller plane. The next day I flew in the aircraft for my first day for training, I was co-pilot. I quickly learned how to operate, we use the EGV-44M Mules to go low and fast and land or open the door to let troops out to provide backup. I promoted to be pilot after one year, I accepted. I was put on standby until a war broke out, I was assigned to drop troops off in snowstone at night, my plane had a darker camo than the regular como. We took off with full fuel, it was a boring flight so I told the troops to rest while me and my co-pilot flew, faster than I had gone before. Then I heared a jet engine, it was some EGV-72s loaded with ATG load outs,they followed my plane for a little and then they climbed up. Another boring hour of flying I saw the island, it was snowstone. I could make out ships in the water close to the airfield and I heard Flak and Artillery, the time to land was coming close. My heart started to pump as I dove alittle to pickup speed, then Boom there was a hole in my bottom right wing, probably a 37mm flak cannon hit me, the mule did not care, but the troops instantly woke up and loaded their guns, I was now flying over the glacier area into a crater full hill, there was no more flak or artillery here, it seems the ships where the only ones involved as I was approaching I lowered my flaps down and with a smooth stop I unlocked the door and gave the signal for the troops to leave. All fifteen troops left and only I and my co-pilot where left, I did not know the co-pilot. We took off quickly ,but I spotted something, a enemy truck, full of enemy troops maybe 20 or so. I quickly dove on the truck and shot them with my 20mm gun, I hit and was pleased to see a small explosion. I climbed to 5000 meters, I saw the sunrise, then I again heard the sound of jets, but this time, they belonged to the enemy I was never going to out speed a jet so I cut power, and full flaps to a 80mph speed the jets over shot by far but behind them allied jets where chasing them closely, I dove to leave the area then I saw them, the legendary planes Pummelers they were so cool they have been in service since ww2 I think, I gave them a friendly hello and they responded by doing a barrel roll. I made it back to base with a smooth landing, I was so tired I went to bed to recharge. I herd someone shouting Get up Get up! I left with them as I saw bombers bombing our small base, we got in a militarized EGV-63 it was green and was fitted with different engines, I didn't care we took off it was about midday, we flew away and I was seeing our base being blown up we needed help, but our allies where at war. We wanted revenge.

As the Tigers began to retreat, arial attacks from the Junkers began upon our artillary. The ground defenses were retreating, but the Americans knew they would be back sooner or later. All generals commanded the crews to launch a bombardment of cannonfire against the secondary defenses enroute. Panzers began crawling from the bushes, more Tiger 1s smashed through trees, nothing could beat them. Not a Sherman. Not a M26. The Tigers knew of our fear - but fear does not last long. Within moments, B-17s dropped their loads to known locations, precisely on target. We began to cheer, believing we had won - but a unmistakeable thunderous Mercedes engine duo rang overhead, followed by the swift sound of aerodynamic objects falling. That's all the crew rememberd.

From my Democratic P-37A Lightningbolt description: Max speed: 390 mph at Sea Level (S.L.), 400 mph at 15,000'. Service ceiling: 30,000'. Approach speed: 150mph. During the Great International War, the P-37A, built around its 2000 hp, turbo-supercharged radial engine, was renowned for its performance, firepower and ability to absorb battle damage and bring its pilots home. The Allied Powers "lent" Jundroo 24 of these warhorses, but unfortunately for JAF fighter jocks, their time was spent patrolling the Jundroo St traits for a threat which never materialized. If ever it did, Jundroo flyboys joked they could unstrap and run around the cavernous fuselage to avoid enemy fire! Surprisingly, supersonic compressibility effects seems to have no impact as the straight wing prop fighter can dive at speeds up to 600 mph with no hazard, experiencing only a gentle pull up during high speed dives! less

F-2 Backstory:
The F-2 developed during World War Three was a response to a Threat from China, The F-2 was developed by Hiroshima Arms in Hiroshima. The F-2's main role was to Combat the Chinese Pyan fighter.