11-03-2025, 10:33 AM
Waters northeast of Milintica
November 3rd
Admiral Atlatoninyo of the Imperial Navy calmly looked over her charts. She was commander of the Mizquicatl, a Xācen-class battleship that was the flagship of the Gold Fleet. She was also overall commander of what the General Staff had dubbed Task Force Nenetl. Along with her fleet, the Expeditionary Fleet of the Imperial Navy was attached to her command. Double the power, double the fun, the Admiral thought to herself with a smirk.
She was about to have a lot of fun with the Milinticans.
Empress Calhualyana had warned Neina Arana and her minions that detaining a Xiomeran surveillance plane and crew in their country would cause extremely severe consequences. Those consequences had arrived, in the form of certain ships that were part of those two fleets. A typical Imperial naval fleet had five Xi'ya-class missile submarines in it. Those submarines could carry either guided or ballistic missiles. It was fortunate for the Milinticans that the Empress wasn't angry enough (yet) to send ballistic missiles. But there were ten submarines now within range of Milintica, each with 150 cruise missiles onboard.
That was only half of the surprise. A typical Xiomeran fleet had either a Xochimara amphibious transport dock or Quenomi arsenal ship, depending on the mission. Since Xiomera wasn't (yet) launching a land invasion, there were now two arsenal ships floating near Milintica. Each of them had 450 cruise missiles onboard.
And if that wasn't enough overkill, the Mizquicatl and her sister ship, the Cuauhcalli, had their own missiles and big guns onboard to deliver the knockout blow.
Admiral Atlatoninyo smiled as the clock above her command center ticked over to 2:00 am Milintican time. "Sound battle stations. All ships, commence bombardment and ready our birds to get in the air."
With that command, the two Xiomeran fleets began launching their missiles. The big battleships added their fire to the cacophony of violence, massive guns firing off shells and missile batteries sending wave after wave streaking towards their targets.
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The majority of the People's Air Force was based at two airfields near Huānoch. The 50 Black Kite fighters they had received from Wosteaque were kept at those bases, since Milintica had no aircraft carriers. The state-of-the-art fighters were the pride of the Air Force. They were a good match against anything Xiomera could put up against them.
And they were sitting ducks in neat rows against the wave of missiles about to tear their airfields apart.
Milintica's air force had excellent fighters now. But they had the same anti-missile defenses that the country had always had. Scattered, obsolete, no match at all for Xiomeran firepower. When the skeleton crews at the airfields saw the incoming waves of missiles, and heard the whistling of incoming shells, they sounded the alarm for their pilots to scramble and desperately tried to warn the defense command at Fort Amacatl. It was already too late.
The people of Huānoch were woken up by the sound of massive explosions as the People's Air Force basically ceased to exist. A few Black Kite fighters managed to get out of the onslaught, flying as fast as they could to other airbases. There were also still twenty obsolete fighters in mothballs scattered around the country. But the surprise Xiomeran attack had guaranteed that the People's Air Force would no longer pose any kind of threat.
With the Milintican air force out of the way, the Xiomerans turned their attention to the People's Navy. It was also conveniently based mostly at a single location, the naval base and shipyard at Huānoch. One state-of-the destroyer, and two corvettes to match, along with eight patrol boats. They, too, were a good match for anything the Imperial Navy had. Unlike their Air Force counterparts, they also had the means to shoot down many of the incoming Xiomeran missiles. But the Xiomeran plan for this operation was a simple one the Empire was more than capable of executing: pound your enemy with superior firepower until they are simply overwhelmed. Despite their best efforts, the Milintican fleet would soon find itself taking shattering hit after shattering hit.
Captain Rua Henare, on the Milintican flagship Taniwha, undertook a desperate plan of his own. Ordering the Milintican fleet to leave port, he would try to maneuver and evade the missile onslaught. But by doing so, and entering open waters, he exposed the tiny Milintican fleet to the two much larger Xiomeran fleets waiting for it.
Henare and the Milintican sailors would acquit themselves well and bravely. But last stands are just that - last stands. Under a combined assault from sea and air, the People's Navy would die just as the Air Force had. Unlike their Air Force counterparts, they at least managed to give the Xiomerans a bloody nose or two before falling. But it wouldn't be enough.
As dawn broke over Milintica, a nation would come to the stunning realization that virtually their entire air force and navy had just been obliterated. And they would wait, fearfully, for the other shoe to drop.
At Haven House, Neina Arana berated and yelled at her defense officials, military commanders, and Cabinet members. If her rage could have been funneled into a weapon, it would have been incandescent enough to blast the entire Xiomeran task force back to Xiomera in shreds. But her rage was ultimately just as impotent as her military had been.
And at the Palace of Flowers, Empress Calhualyana received the report from Admiral Atlatoninyo on the initial attack results. The Empress smiled and sipped her coffee. She would soon be giving a press conference to drop a giant second shoe.
November 3rd
Admiral Atlatoninyo of the Imperial Navy calmly looked over her charts. She was commander of the Mizquicatl, a Xācen-class battleship that was the flagship of the Gold Fleet. She was also overall commander of what the General Staff had dubbed Task Force Nenetl. Along with her fleet, the Expeditionary Fleet of the Imperial Navy was attached to her command. Double the power, double the fun, the Admiral thought to herself with a smirk.
She was about to have a lot of fun with the Milinticans.
Empress Calhualyana had warned Neina Arana and her minions that detaining a Xiomeran surveillance plane and crew in their country would cause extremely severe consequences. Those consequences had arrived, in the form of certain ships that were part of those two fleets. A typical Imperial naval fleet had five Xi'ya-class missile submarines in it. Those submarines could carry either guided or ballistic missiles. It was fortunate for the Milinticans that the Empress wasn't angry enough (yet) to send ballistic missiles. But there were ten submarines now within range of Milintica, each with 150 cruise missiles onboard.
That was only half of the surprise. A typical Xiomeran fleet had either a Xochimara amphibious transport dock or Quenomi arsenal ship, depending on the mission. Since Xiomera wasn't (yet) launching a land invasion, there were now two arsenal ships floating near Milintica. Each of them had 450 cruise missiles onboard.
And if that wasn't enough overkill, the Mizquicatl and her sister ship, the Cuauhcalli, had their own missiles and big guns onboard to deliver the knockout blow.
Admiral Atlatoninyo smiled as the clock above her command center ticked over to 2:00 am Milintican time. "Sound battle stations. All ships, commence bombardment and ready our birds to get in the air."
With that command, the two Xiomeran fleets began launching their missiles. The big battleships added their fire to the cacophony of violence, massive guns firing off shells and missile batteries sending wave after wave streaking towards their targets.
---
The majority of the People's Air Force was based at two airfields near Huānoch. The 50 Black Kite fighters they had received from Wosteaque were kept at those bases, since Milintica had no aircraft carriers. The state-of-the-art fighters were the pride of the Air Force. They were a good match against anything Xiomera could put up against them.
And they were sitting ducks in neat rows against the wave of missiles about to tear their airfields apart.
Milintica's air force had excellent fighters now. But they had the same anti-missile defenses that the country had always had. Scattered, obsolete, no match at all for Xiomeran firepower. When the skeleton crews at the airfields saw the incoming waves of missiles, and heard the whistling of incoming shells, they sounded the alarm for their pilots to scramble and desperately tried to warn the defense command at Fort Amacatl. It was already too late.
The people of Huānoch were woken up by the sound of massive explosions as the People's Air Force basically ceased to exist. A few Black Kite fighters managed to get out of the onslaught, flying as fast as they could to other airbases. There were also still twenty obsolete fighters in mothballs scattered around the country. But the surprise Xiomeran attack had guaranteed that the People's Air Force would no longer pose any kind of threat.
With the Milintican air force out of the way, the Xiomerans turned their attention to the People's Navy. It was also conveniently based mostly at a single location, the naval base and shipyard at Huānoch. One state-of-the destroyer, and two corvettes to match, along with eight patrol boats. They, too, were a good match for anything the Imperial Navy had. Unlike their Air Force counterparts, they also had the means to shoot down many of the incoming Xiomeran missiles. But the Xiomeran plan for this operation was a simple one the Empire was more than capable of executing: pound your enemy with superior firepower until they are simply overwhelmed. Despite their best efforts, the Milintican fleet would soon find itself taking shattering hit after shattering hit.
Captain Rua Henare, on the Milintican flagship Taniwha, undertook a desperate plan of his own. Ordering the Milintican fleet to leave port, he would try to maneuver and evade the missile onslaught. But by doing so, and entering open waters, he exposed the tiny Milintican fleet to the two much larger Xiomeran fleets waiting for it.
Henare and the Milintican sailors would acquit themselves well and bravely. But last stands are just that - last stands. Under a combined assault from sea and air, the People's Navy would die just as the Air Force had. Unlike their Air Force counterparts, they at least managed to give the Xiomerans a bloody nose or two before falling. But it wouldn't be enough.
As dawn broke over Milintica, a nation would come to the stunning realization that virtually their entire air force and navy had just been obliterated. And they would wait, fearfully, for the other shoe to drop.
At Haven House, Neina Arana berated and yelled at her defense officials, military commanders, and Cabinet members. If her rage could have been funneled into a weapon, it would have been incandescent enough to blast the entire Xiomeran task force back to Xiomera in shreds. But her rage was ultimately just as impotent as her military had been.
And at the Palace of Flowers, Empress Calhualyana received the report from Admiral Atlatoninyo on the initial attack results. The Empress smiled and sipped her coffee. She would soon be giving a press conference to drop a giant second shoe.
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