In the year 2021, the siege of the Lathian Capitol of Griscili by the Republic of Nisan marked the end of the Nisan-Lathia War. Shortly after, Lathia merged with Nisan, if only to save them from economic and political strife. As a result, the two countries became the Nisanian Federation.

As time passed, the economically weakened Verusa turned their eyes towards its southern neighbor. Seeing this as their chance for salvation, the Verusan leaders demanded that the Nisanian government supply them with funds to support their stability. Nisania hesitantly agreed, its leaders wishing to help out a struggling nation. The treasury delivered about 500 billion Osean Zollars. This was thought to be more than enough to cover the situation.

It wouldn’t prove to be so, however.

Verusa’s government was desperate. They had money but what they needed, was land. Nisania would at least double Verusa in size. This would only be done by violence.
So, on November 21st, 2024, Verusa crossed into Nisanian borders. This era of history would be known as the Verusan Expansion Era.
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Alright, here's the lowdown. For any of you that's played the Ace Combat Video Game series, including Fires of Liberation, this should be the RP for you. Warring countries, fighter jets, superweapons, awesome plots and music, what else could you ask for. In this, you'll need to have at least some basic knowledge of aircraft. And plenty knowledge of the Ace Combat World.

That means superweapons, superplanes, plot scenarios, and blah blah blah.
Onto what requirements and rules there are.
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-Set Up-

-First, you'll need to pick the side you wish to fight on.
The Nisanian Federation
or
The Federal Republic of Verusa

-Then, you'll have to make up a character for yourself. Using the generic palette:
Name:
Date of Birth:
Nationality:
TAC Name (Pilot Nickname; think Top Gun. You know, Maverick and Goose):
Aircraft:
Squadron:
Appearance:

-Next, you'll have to think of what your Squadron will consist of. This means:
*Squadron Name
*What aircraft specialty they have (i.e Attack, Fighter, Stealth or Bomber)
*What aircraft they normally pilot
*What formations does your Squadron use

-As for what planes each military has, I'm not gonna say. I'm not much of a listing kind of guy. Research them yourself for what you want.
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-Rules-

-Godmodding is pretty much a no no. You can't expect to come back safely on every mission.
-Centering your part of the story around you is okay, as long as you don't make yourself the center of attention.
-When the mission to destroy a Superweapon comes into play, don't automatically fly in and yell "ILLENDIIIII" And destroy it with one or two missiles. They're called Superweapons for a reason. And will need more than one pilot to destroy. That's right. I aint following Ace Combat 4's example. Them and their Mobius 1. Blagh.
-Don't complain about how long it takes me to write a mission; these things require planning out. And if they aren't planned out, they're ruined.
-I know Ace Combat doesn't focus on the realism of flight, such as G-Forces, but for this, I'd like all of you to try and implement that as good as possible. Such as Red Outs and Black Outs.

And I think that's it. If you have any quarrels or gripes with this, PM me and we'll settle it out. Well, come on guys, come and join this Roleplay. :D

Name: Colonel Jack Stryker
Date of Birth: August 19, 1994
Nationality: Mercenary, under the current employ of Verusa
TAC Name: Lone Wolf (Or Pack Lead)
Aircraft: modified F-23 Black Widow II
Squadron: Stryker Wolves
Appearance: Stands 6'2", weighing nearly 175 pounds with an athletic build, brown hair, brown eyes. Normal attire consists of a flight jacket over a form-fitting black shirt, with camoflauge pants, uniform is a normal flight suit. Unit patch is a wolf's head crushing a Mig-29 in its jaws.

Squadron Name: Stryker Wolves
What aircraft specialty they have: Fighter (Specifcally escort)
What aircraft they normally pilot:
-Command flight (Pack Lead, Alpha two, Alpha three, Alpha four): 4 modified F-23 Black Widow IIs (modified with a slightly longer fuselage, and the ability to carry 4 more missiles in internal bays)
-Beta Flight: 4 F-15Cs carrying 6 AMRAAM missiles and 4 Sidewinder missiles
-Delta Flight: 4 F-15Cs carrying 6 AMRAAM missiles and 4 Sidewinder missiles
-Omega Flight: 4 F-4 Phantom IIs carrying 4 JDAM bombs and 4 AMRAAM missiles, as well as 2 Sidewinder missiles
-Logistical Aircraft: E-2 Hawkeye AWACS, a KC-135 Stratotanker, a C-130 Hercules, and a modified Gulfstream V passenger jet for transporting technicians.
What formations does your Squadron use: Delta formation (old formation, one out front with one on the left side that's just behind, then two on the right forming diagonally behind the lead plane)

Seriously need more people, here.

Name: Nicholas “Nick” Elkin
Date of Birth: 11/24/98
Nationality: Nisanian
TAC Name: Flame
Aircraft: F-22
Squadron: Flameseekers
Appearance: Coming from the country Nicholas likes to wear blue jeans and flannel shirts. Otherwise he’s in his Uniform. He’s about 5’10’’, weights about 184 pounds, and has blonde hair with green eyes. On his left hand he has a ring with the a red jewel carved into the shape of a burning fireball.

Squadron Name: Flameseekers
What aircraft specialty they have: Multi-role (They do anything they're asked.)
What aircraft they normally pilot: The squad is made up of three F-22's flown by the squad heads, then followed by three F-16's, then two F-18's, lastly followed by two A-10 Warthogs for bombing and Ground Support.
What formations does your Squadron use: The formation they use the most is the Flying V. The Three F-22's make up the Point then the F-16s follow behind right in line followed by the F-18's at the ends of the V's arms. Then Finishing the V are the A-10's.

((I'll make a profile soon.))

Just make sure it doesn't take a week.

(Alright, fuck it. I'm starting this RP.)
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Mission 01: “First Wave”

11.21.2024 – 12:30 PM – Garland Air Force Base, Nisania

Briefing:
“So, we give them money, and this is how the bastards show their gratitude. Can never trust your neighbors these days.
According to our intel, Verusan military forces crossed our borders early today, attacking the city of Andorr. Our forces there are holding out as long as they possibly can, but I fear they won’t last long. Verusa may be broke, but they certainly aren’t weak. Your orders are to proceed into Andorr, and push the enemy back towards Verusa. We can’t have the Verusans trudging any further into our territory."

Minutes after the briefing, the skies were full of Nisanian fighter jets, screaming towards the beseiged city.

“Attention, all scrambling defense craft,” The resident AWACS spoke up. “Andorr is dead ahead. Get into your appropriate formations and follow individual instructions.” He said, the seperate squadrons forming up. In the middle of it, however, were six sky blue-white colored MiG-29s. They seemed to stand out the most.
“Remember your orders. You are only to drive them out of Nisania. Once the Verusans have retreated, do not follow. We don’t want to start a full-scale war until matters are out of our hands.” One of the pilots in the nicely colored MiG-29's replied, understanding the orders.
“Reformation operations are complete. You may now engage any hostile air craft above Andorr.”
The AWACS finished speaking, raising the plane's altitude as to not get caught in the crossfire. The Nisanian planes all banked left, descending towards the cityscape.

Name: Nishi Kaze
Date of Birth: Nineteenth year previous the Verusan Expansion Era.
Nationality: Verusa
TAC Name: Glass
Aircraft: FMP-214.4 Mikovptor (details below)
Squadron: 9th Air Devision of the Verusan Force, Codename- Schlag Jäger
Appearance: See profile for body description.
Other Members of the Squad (All TAC): Eye (M, the "nerd" of the group. Shy), Cry (F, tomboy), Scor (M, quiet one), Meta (F, see profile: Natini), Tech (F, see profile: Keiyer).

Flight suit-
Color- Black, with intermittent mixes of green in the pattern of flames. There is a large emblem on the back of each suit: A terrifying scorpion face, spikey and evil looking, with a sword up in front of it. The scorpion is emerald green; the sword, black.
Gloves- Each finger has a pointed tip, colored green against the black glove.
General design- See current US Military suit designs.
Helmet- The helmet is normal in shape, otherworldly in design. It looks like the head of a scorpion, the eyepiece held between the mandibles of the beast. Black, with spikes coming off the back of the helmet. The eyepiece is a dark emerald color.

Squad Name- Schlag Jäger
Specialty- Fighter
Normally Pilot- FMP-214.4 Mikovptor
Formations-
Fluid Six
Trail
Wall

Aircraft- FMP-214.4 Mikovptor

The FMP-214.4 Mikovptor is a design born from the study of past Earth plane designs. It mixes the wing design, size, and lightness of the Mikoyan Project 1.44 Russian fighter with the technology of the F-22 Raptor fighter, enhanced to fit current era tech.

Crew: 1
Length: 19 m (63 ft)
Wingspan: 15 m (50 ft)
Height: 4.50 m (15 ft)
Empty weight: 18,000 kg (40,000 lb)
Max weight: 50,000 kg
Powerplant: 2 Lyulka AL-41F afterburning turbofans, 176 kN (39,680 lb) each.

Max Speed: Mach 3
Cruise: Mach 1.65
Range: 4,000 km (2,500 mi)
Maximum g-load: -3.5/+9.5 g

Guns: 2 Gryazev-Shipunov GCh-76-5 "Stinger" cannon, an original weapon based off the Gryazev-Shipunov GSh-30-1 cannon. Equipped with .45 mm, 800 rounds.
Missiles: Three Vympel R-77 missiles, upgraded to have double range and accuracy. Three AIM "Spiker" missiles, based off of AIM-9 Sidewinder missiles. Greater accuracy compared to predecessor, cannot be fooled by the sun, very rarely malfunctions.

RWR: 350 nmi or more, depending on conditions.
Radar: 150-170 mi.
Stealth: Strong enough to repel air-air radar, and a little ground-air radar, but not all.
Mantel Cloak: Specialty technology created to offer protection en route to targets. It covers all visible and radar forms of location, but does not cover IR scanning. Weapons must remain offline when this is active.

(Profile link)
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(All the shit that he wanted me to post from FDI. And now I jump in.)

"Sir!" A low rank comm officer barked from his station, "We've got confirmed return strike. A large number of enemy fighters have just entered the city. Our forces are fighting back, but we're getting information that they're decimating our lines. Several commanders are pulling their units back across the border."

The Verusan Military Commander, sitting in the head chair of the flying fortress Xeno, tapped his finger on the arm rest several times. "Get the names of them and prepare them for execution when they return." He stood up, looking through several monitors, watching the carnage as the fighters made their attack runs. "Tell Schlag Jäger to flex their muscles here. Send the 10th and 11th devisions as backup. Make sure they understand that they are to provide air defense, not strike any deeper into the territory until I command."

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His squad hopped up from their barracks as the orders came barking through the coms, each one of them dawning their helmets and rushing to the bay. In a sycronized movement, the entire team lept into the cockpits of their planes, and they were soon launched from the large hangar of the bay.

Cruising in a Fluid Six formation, Glass spoke his orders through the secure six-plane system. "Information coming in now... Huge numbers of Fighters. As soon as we're there, break formation and take out whatever you can. Missile entry."

A unified, "Confirmed," came through his speaker from the other five, just as they entered the area. "Tenth and Eleventh, hang back until our first strike is finished, then break in and pick off the confused. Afterwards, it's a dogfight. Twenty of our planes are already in the area, watch for them."

Schlag Jäger all broke to different directions, each one launching off one of their Vympels off into the crowds of planes. Glass gunned it straight ahead, banking to the left ever so slightly, launching another Vympel off. The forces on the ground seemed to be inspired by the black-and-green emblems of one of their finest aerial squads, suddenly stopping their retreats and holding their positions.

The 10th and 11th started dropping in as well, breaking into different directions than the Schlags. The three added units brought the total Verusan Fighters to 37.

((Celtiiiiic, Fireeeey?))

Cruising high above the battle, slowly circling around, one would have to look hard to see the sixteen planes making up the squadron ready to pounce on the oncoming defenders. Glancing at his radar screen, Jack smiled as he watched the group of planes, all marked red for bogies, coming in toward the battle zone. Snapping the facemask to his helmet to allow him to breathe easier in the coming attack, he quickly switched to the short radio frequencies his people were using.

"Beta flight, drop in and hit our new friends from the west. Delta, come in straight from the front and pick off their leaders, then join up with Beta as they make their second run. Omega, make another round before dropping in with long rangers." He ordered, not bothering to watch the planes begin seperating, or hear the conformations before switching to his flight's frequency, slowly accelerating to move behind the main defender force, where they would turn and attack the enemy from behind. Like a true wolf pack, it would be the attacker they never saw coming that would get them.

((I have limited comp access... can't RP till further notice D>))

"This is AWACS Vulture Eye to all planes, I've got a hit on the radar, counting at least 53 enemy fighters inbound. This is gonna be a mess." The Nisanian AWACS reported. As soon as the Nisanian fighter formation broke up, the 6 MiG-29's that broke off earlier went into a reformation.
"This is Cygnus 2. VultureEye, you're sure your numbers are correct?"
"No doubt, Cygnus 2."
"Damn. Looks like we're going to have to give them a run for their money." Cygnus 2 replied, banking into the chaos below. The rest of Cygnus Squadron broke apart again; their leader, Cygnus 1, callsign Talon headed for the fincoming fighter jets. He sent a missile toward the center plane, quickly diving to avoid any collisions. Soon after, the rest of the Nisanian defense planes enetered the mix.

Missiles flew from the twin flights of Eagles as they rocketed in toward the formation, splitting off when the enemy began to return fire, dumping chaff into their wake to scramble the missile's sensors and peel away at hopefully sharp enough angles to shake the lock. From above, the four Phatnoms would turn over and dive straight down at the formation, missiles flying forward to drop in straight toward the defenders. From behind, the four unseen and unmarked jets trailed closer, making their way toward the rear of the group where they could start firing their own weapons and cause disarray in the middle of their formation.

"New intel, message to all fighters: Enemies on approach," Glitch barked over the system. "Everyone, pull out of your engagements and head back two miles out and hold position until I command. Schlag, prepare for docking mode, attack code S. Meta, Tech, line up. The rest of us will come into position."

Meta and Tech flew in a line, the top of Tech's canopy popping off. The blue haired member of Schlag was holding her arms out, standing on the seat, her legs locked onto the seat by her nanites. Her hands rose up in the air, nanite tendrils shooting out from them, latching around the machine she was flying. Once they had coated the machine, they moved across the distance between the two planes, latching onto and covering Meta's plane as well. The two planes were now pitch black, connected by several thick lines of the tendrils. Tech sat back down in her seat, nanites swarming over the cockpit, emulating the canopy in shape.

"Body systems locked in," Tech said, "Everyone, come in now."

The four other members flew in, taking a compass-like formation around Tech (meaning two are flying on their side, one flying upside down, and the last flying above Tech). Their engines cut out as tendrils lashed from Tech's plane, locking on to their undersides.

"Docking complete. Augmentation to classification S beginning..."

The nanites that had swarmed around the fighters began to modify themselves, fusing and growing in places, changing their makeup in others. It was all equating down to a full change of weapons and systems on their ships. The time that all this took: Less than five seconds.

"Augmentation complete. Disengage!" Tech barked.

The tendrils on each of the planes suddenly pulled back, every engine kicking on in the same instant. The squad lined up in a box formation after the changes had been complete, ready to take on their opponents. "Six against, what, fifty? That hardly seems fair!" Scor said over the comm, adding a chuckle, "To them, that is."

"Relax Scor, we need cool heads. Everyone, wide range beams, vertical sweep. Let's burn them down a little!" Glitch barked. At the front of each plane, a large laser emitter sprung up, firing off a wide, blue beam upwards, then swinging it down. A show of explosions brought smiles to each of Schalg's crew, the beams easily taking out ten, maybe fifteen fighters. "Now, we fight for five, then bring everyone else in."

~Augmentation S~

Team Schlag has its specialist in technology, the aptly named Tech. She has a special mod technique, using her own internal nanite systems to modify each of the planes. The Scorpio transformation adds a live system of nanites to the internal systems, allowing for the construction of on-the-fly advanced weapons, such as auto turret systems and specialized, nanite encrusted homing missiles. A detonation of these missiles unleashes millions of nanites, programmed to eat metals on the designated target and any enemy craft they come into contact with.

"Agh! Damn it, my left wing's been hit!" A Nisanian pilot cried out, spiralling down toward the earth below. A flurry of other panicked cries came out over the radio as the laser whizzed through the air.
"Damn Verusans! They could have just settled for money, but no… they decide to invade our land instead!" Cygnus 5 yelled out, banking left, tailing one of the six in the collected formation. He keyed the fire button, sending a missile away at his prey. Cygnus 1 looked down towards the city, watching the ground battle below.
"Remember, our duty is to drive back the Verusan forces from Andorr, not completely obliterate them." VultureEye reminded. Cygnus 1 rogered the reminder, gunning down two straggling emeny bombers.

((One more thing; Glitches... you may wanna... uh... make the whole nanite thing more 'realistic.' We're in the 20th century; not the 30th. >.> ))

((o.O Jesus i'm glad i'm on the same side!))

Giving the final clicking of his radio to his flight, Jack gave the order to move in. Pushing the fighters to near supersonic speeds, they closed in on the trailing defenders as the Eagles were dipping and diving throughout their formation, firing their guns as targets presented themselves, each flight splitting into two to create four pairs of planes, each one covering its partner as it would maneuver to engage another Nisanian. Above, the Phantoms pulled up after their first missile launch, gaining altitude before diving again, launching another missile toward another four targets.

(The 20th century where there are superweapons galore. Besides, that's how my character rolls, and a little detail I left out as well).

"Their forces are being obliterated!" Tech screamed over the comm, DOING A BARREL ROLL to avoid the missile fired at her. She chuckled, "Ah, my swarm, you preform so well for your queen!"

Glass checked out his information, "Jesus, we've got more fighters approaching. Those Eagles sure are helping, though. Energy reserves are still high. Stick to missiles and cannons, save the lasers for specials."

His head snapped to the other division dropping in, the bombers, "Greetings comrades. Fly in deeper to the lines, Scor and Meta will join you to provide cover. Target the heavy artillery. We've got to take the city!"

"How many bombers are left, VultureEye?" Cygnus 3 asked, firing a spread of rockets at one B-2 bomber, sending it to the ground.
"3 left, Cygnus Team." VultureEye replied. Cygnus 1 okayed the update, pulling an Immelman Turn and pulled around behind the Mikovptor, waiting for a good tone.

((*pokes Firey*))

Without warning, the Eagles began to pull away, either pulling aircraft away from the formation, or leaving them wary of further attack. It was then that the four Black Widow II's coming from behind pounced. Guns and missiles blazing away, they began to tear into the fighters from behind before splitting into similar groups of two that the Eagles, who were now turning back again to hit the formation in the confusion that would follow, and hunting down individual targets, such as the high profile Cygnus fighters.

"Cygnus Team! Watch your backs out there, we have four inbound fighters coming in at high speed! They're coming your way!" AWACS Vulture Eye exclaimed. The 6 MiG's broke formation, attempting to avoid their chasers.

Even as they did, countless Nisanian planes had been shot down in the resulting surprise attack. Cygnus 2 scoffed, looking down at Andorr. The city was in ruins. But they would drive the Verusan advance out of their borders. He knew it.
"Alright, come on, you bastard," He said, lifting his craft into the clouds.