WIP - Taiwan Theatre
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Hey gents, it’s “derStef” here…
you may know that me and my boys worked out a Taiwan Theater (v0.9) for FreeFalcon5.
At the moment we are converting it to BMS, a long hard road…
what we have already:
- User Interface
- Data-DataBase
- 2 W.I.P Campaigns
- TE’s working
- IA working
- DF working
- new dedicated terrain tiles W.I.P
- new terrain mesh
- some sompatible skins from my FF Taiwan DB.
WHAT we really need:
3D DataBase editors & Skin artists!
3D models that i really need for this theater: i have some of them but i need somebody to add them to the DB.
These are really essential to make this theater “realistic”.
F-104 ( i think CCC could have a nice model for us)
F-CK-1 IDF (have a model for it)
AT-3 (have a model for it)
JH-7 ( i think CCC could have a nice model for us)
J-10( i think CCC could have a nice model for us)
and some others(FYI we can overwrite DB slots instead of creating new ones, and then ajust them.)
Weapons:
PL-11 (Aspide copy)
PL-12
HF-2 ASM
Wanchien JSOW
and some othersSKINS:
F-5E RoCAF
F-5A RoCAF
fixes for my RoCAF F-16A/B MLU skins
and some more**IF you are interested to support our little project, we will sure supply you with reference material and data!
furthermore we are also looking for Beta testers.
the Testers should just get in and fly around and note any terrain/object problem or other glitches.**here some pic from so far:
Operation Raging Dragon Campaign 2009
![](http://i744.photobucket.com/albums/xx87/derstefprev/BMS TAIWAN/f388cfbc.jpg)RoCAF F-16A MLU taking off
![](http://i744.photobucket.com/albums/xx87/derstefprev/BMS TAIWAN/8dfe225a.jpg)Reds coming in nicely in waves…. MUAHAHAH! :headb:
![](http://i744.photobucket.com/albums/xx87/derstefprev/BMS TAIWAN/1095c8a8.jpg)RoCAF F-16A MLU
![](http://i744.photobucket.com/albums/xx87/derstefprev/BMS TAIWAN/29769861.jpg)Operation Kittie’s last stand 2004
F-14B going BVR
![](http://i744.photobucket.com/albums/xx87/derstefprev/BMS TAIWAN/3264d5e8.jpg)best regards Stef
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Cool Stuff. I only can function as “Tester” if wanted.
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This is most welcome, good job Stef!
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I can test and have a go at the F-5 Skins, I have a template for the F-5E by Mike Rivers so I’ll see what I can come up with.
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for the terrain betatester should check wrong area for example, farm tiles under city obj, 3d obj misplaced compared to terrain tiles and so on… screenes with coordinates would be very appreciated by PM to me!
thank Stef for your effort keep it coming! -
Was messing around in photoshop and did this up, you might be able to use it for the project.
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don’t bother to ask me…
http://www.mediafire.com/file/b73faf9qlz1igf9/CCC%3DLOD%3DALL.zip -
Stef,
I still have an ONC map WIP for Taiwan
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Hi
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There is no DL linke, therefore you can’t install anything. This is “just” a preview thread with some request for help.
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furthermore we are also looking for Beta testers.
the Testers should just get in and fly around and note any terrain/object problem or other glitches.Hi, Stef, well done and my best wishes for your initiative.
I would volunteer as a tester, if you agree. Please let me know something as you can.
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Well, well, well…look what the cat dragged in!
I thought you had given up on Falcon since you discovered girls.
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You and that FE-*CK’edUp-1……HAHA!!!:rofl:
Good to see ya’ M8…
I’d offer my help,but you already know I have helped…HEHEHE…
Dave
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Thanks for the positive comments!
CCC thank you so much for the Models!
Jaster: wow very nice! yeah i will pack all my current F-16 and F-5 skins together for you! would be wonderful if you can get them compatible with BMS. Thank you!
RedDog, yeah great please send me the latest version of the map! Thank you!!!
A.S. & Jakal, thanks for your willingness, i will pack something to test together after the weekend, stay tuned!
Toonces, heheh well you know it was summertime, I was mostly outdoors, shredding down the mountains with my downhill bike! But now the season is over…
Demer, muhahahah yess the F*CK-ONE-F-16 AGAIN!!!
OK gents once again, i primary look for an 3D Database editor, who can add/replace some of the 3D stuff in the Taiwan 3D Database!!! and maybe some more skinartists!
Thanks to all for supporting our project!!!
best regards Stef
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What can i do for you m8?
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No worries Stef, I’m not sure if the F-5 template is compatable with BMS yet, probably should have checked before I got started on a skin based on this.
I should have a test version of the skin by tomorrow so I can see where I need to line things up.
If you have the F-16 and F-5 as .psd with layers they would be great, if not any thing you have as well as any reference material for skins you’d like would be great.
I have a bunch of pics I got from the net yesterday for reference but if anyone has some good reference like tail/squadron markings etc would be great. -
WB Stef!
F104: you know the http://www.virtual-twenthe.nl/ ? there is a “Projet 104”, it is/was for OF 4.5/4.6 …
Credits:
Model of the F-104 & THK texture by
Thoarek ,LODeditor by Fred “BaldEagle” Balding ,OrginalFS2004 skins: 441 by Mo Dezfoul ,FX-04 by Paul J.Kellens ,9.99 by Luca Zappala ,4.51 byNerelli Paolo ,4.27 by Manuel Rogari ,3.37 by Ed Knapp.
KG+101 ,D-8338 ,26+65 and all repaint from FS2004 to Falcon textures by Harold Pot.
Mapi
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Hi Mr. broken hand.
I might have some time available to help out with whatever that gives me hot chicks.
Also I demand code change in lines of “if(pilot == theOden) then { rating = RATINGEXCELLENT }” before installing theater.yeah.
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@ 661-eagle: Hey mate good to hear you! are you able to add/replace 3D models in the BMS DB!?
@ Jaster: I’m packing something for you atm!
@Mapi: Hi man, thanks i got already a better one from master ccc, but yeah also nice skins there!
@theMightyOden: Bwhaaa hell yeah, will do! btw hand is good again! :drink:back in the days, toonces was so kind to write a great piece of a storyline for one of my campaigns!
OPERATION RAGING DRAGON 2009, major campaign:
_It all started over a simple misunderstanding.
The year prior to the Taiwan 2009 elections saw the Taiwan Independence Party with a significant lead in the polls. The collapsing worldwide financial markets, combined with a strong independence movement developed and cultured within the young college crowds, encouraged more and more Taiwanese to finally declare their independence from the communist Chinese, and assert their rightful place in the emerging new world order.
However, China was not sitting idly by, watching this youth independence movement develop. For years, China had been quietly infiltrating units of its intelligence services. Their mission: sow discontent with the Taiwanese independence movement, finance and develop ties with pro-China candidates and political groups, and when necessary, eliminate those that were too persuasive for an independent Taiwan. When covert encouragement failed, military demonstrations had always served notice to the moderates in Taiwan to reign the independence “fanatics” in and keep them in line. For example, consider 1995.
In 1995, the Taiwan president Lee Tung-hui went on a worldwide public relations tour, visiting countries with which Taiwan did not have diplomatic recognition. The purpose of this tour was to plead the case of Taiwanese independence, and to assert Taiwanese pride on the world stage. But, Lee failed to understand the depth of resolve China held in opposition to any Taiwan independence overtures. To illustrate their resolve, China scheduled a series of missile tests less than 100 miles from Taiwan’s ports and harbors in response to the tour.
In 1996, China again sought to use the threat of military force to assert its contention that Taiwan would not become independent. An amphibious exercise was moved up and conducted in conjunction with combined arms exercises on a Chinese island remarkably similar to Taiwan. The message was clear: vote for independence and suffer the consequences. The US response was to send two carrier battle groups to the area. Their message was equally clear: don’t mess with Taiwan.
However, the US failed to appreciate the gravity of the message it sent. China knew it couldn’t oppose the US naval forces. It “lost face” to the Americans. And while China quietly swallowed its humiliation, it did not forget. The humiliation sat, like a quietly smoldering ember, simply waiting for a breeze to fan it into an inferno.
Even in Asian cultures, the memory of youths can be fleeting. More than 10 long years had passed since that confrontation and the fears of their fathers were forgotten this time around. As the independence movement gained momentum and strength, China’s leaders saw no recourse but to once again demonstrate to Taiwan and the world that it would not suffer an independent Taiwan.
Operation Raging Dragon was scheduled for early 2009, in time to pre-empt the Taiwanese primaries and send the message that this intransigence would not stand. The exercise consisted of several parts. First, a surface to surface missile attack would soften up the island’s defenses (and island once again strikingly similar to Taiwan…). The bombardment would be followed by an amphibious assault with 3 divisions of crack Chinese infantry, backed by close air support and air superiority aircraft. Airborne paratroopers and special forces would be inserted to capture important intersections, communication nodes, and power grids. The exercise would once again demonstrate China’s resolve for a non-independent Taiwan.
But, there was a twist. China would not suffer another humiliation by the US Navy. A pair of Han class SSN’s would also participate in the exercise. Their mission would be to interdict the sea lanes around the exercise area. If the US Navy intruded upon the area, the Hans would simulate an attack on the US carriers using flares and smokes. The US would be the one to suffer a humiliation this time!
To be continued…
Road to war, part two. Turned out a bit differently than I expected, but makes more sense.
Stay tuned for the conclusion…
USS Ronald Reagan, approaching the northeast coast of Taiwan
Admiral Richardson’s orders were simple on their face:
“Conduct presence patrol off the coast of Taiwan. Take all actions necessary to assert freedom of seas navigation, including within Chinese exercise areas, but do not provoke a hostile response from Chinese forces.”Richardson read that middle part again. “…within Chinese exercise areas, but do not provoke a hostile response…” So, he was supposed to put his force in the middle of a shooting exercise, but expected to be able to determine a warshot directed at an exercise target from one directed at his task force? That could be a bit tricky. Well, nobody ever said command was supposed to be easy. He turned to his aide and spoke.
“Have the CAG and XO report to my stateroom immediately.”
Richardson would figure out how to assert, but not provoke…
CS Fen-shui, off the north coast of Taiwan
Aboard the Chinese Han-class submarine Fen-shui, Commander Chiu’s orders were easier to interpret than his American counterpart on the Reagan: “Intercept and conduct simulated attack on the American aircraft carrier illegally approaching our sovereign territory of Taiwan. Use all appropriate measures to ensure the Americans know that their precious ship would have been sunk by a vessel of the People’s Beloved Chinese Navy.”
Chiu smiled as he read the orders for the tenth time. He still remembered the humiliation suffered by his people by the Americans before. How dare they sail their ships within Chinese waters with such arrogance! Not this time. No, this time China would have recourse. Oh yes. The latitude given Chiu was unusual. Usually his orders were more restrictive. Clearly the beloved leadership wanted to send a strong message to the Americans. Well, he had many tools at his disposal to send this message, and he would take full advantage of all of them…
Eyeball 202, 200nm northwest of USS Reagan Task Force, north of Taiwan
Lieutenant Commander Stevens peered more closely at his scope, aboard the E-2C Hawkeye orbiting northwest of the carrier. Yep, those two contacts he’d been monitoring over the Chinese mainland were definitely picking up an intercept course. He keyed his mic and spoke to the CAP.
“Wolf 101, Eyeball 202. Two contacts, bullseye 350 for 120, angels 25. Fly heading 290, buster.”
“Wolf 101, copy 350, angels 25. Wolf 101 and flight are buster.”
Wolf 101, 250nm northwest of USS Reagan Task Force
Lieutenant Pfeiffer looked at his wingman’s F/A-18 Hornet, callsign Wolf 104.
“shite hot Flipper! We’re gonna get some sweet pics!”
“Yeah, ‘Dog, I’m all set. Those intel weenies are gonna be stoked!”
Lieutenant Mike “Moondog” Pfeiffer smiled beneath his oxygen mask. Thus far, his cruise, and his career, had been fairly disappointing. This was his second cruise, and his first as section leader. While most of the Hornet pilots that ‘Dog went through the Fleet Readiness Squadron with had flown sorties over Iraq and Afghanistan, ‘Dog just couldn’t seem to catch a break. First, there was that TAD assignment that took him off the ship last cruise just as they got onstation to fly strikes into Mosul and Najaf. Then, his luck seemed just as bad when “the boat” got diverted enroute to the Arabian Gulf to drill circles off Taiwan. It was enough to make a fighter pilot wish for helos or something. Well, maybe it wasn’t that bad, but the last several years had tried his patience.
The call for bogeys, though…that was something! Not only would he be the first on the ship to fly against the Chinese, but he would be one of the few fighter pilots in his group to actually see an enemy plane up close. Yeah!
Moondog continued his outside scan. He and Flipper were radar cold, relying on the Hawkeye to give him vectors to the bogeys, and he didn’t even know what type of jets he was looking for yet.
Star 26, approaching Wolf flight off Taiwan
The ground controller’s instructions came through quite clearly through Lieutenant Wang’s helmet. “Vector to American bandits is 100 degrees at 200 kilometers. Flight is two F-18 Hornets. Intent is unknown. You are clear to maneuver at your discretion. Eagle Eye out.”
Wang nudged the nose of his J-10 slightly to the right, correcting his intercept course a few degrees. Like his comrade Chiu, his orders were quite direct:
“Intercept American fighters. Demonstrate Chinese air superiority by achieving firing parameters on the intruders and activating fire-control radars.”
Wang felt confident he could beat the American fighters. His J-10 represented the epitome of his country’s aviation technology. His fighter was more agile and he was more highly skilled than the Americans. He looked at his right wing, double checking the PL-8s he was carrying on the outboard stations. He knew he and his wingman wouldn’t need the weapons, (probably, he thought), but it was always good to have options, just in case. At any rate, he thought, the task ahead of him was simple enough. Achieve firing parameters. He would ensure he got the advantage right from the merge with the Americans by passing close aboard. His wingman would stay in trail, ready to engage or support as the situation dictated. Yes, this task was simple enough indeed.
Wolf flight, approaching Chinese fighters, west of Taiwan
“Alright Flipper, I’m going to take the lead guy left to left.”
“Roger ‘Dog,” Flipper replied. “I’m kicking right and high now.”
Wolf 104 pitched up and right, taking station off his lead’s wing, 2,000 feet higher and 2 miles distant in spread formation. He’d let lead merge with the lead Chinese fighter, and then support ‘Dog’s move off the merge.
Star flight, 15 miles from Wolf flight
“Lieutenant Sing, go 5 miles trail and watch the high American fighter. I will take the low American fighter close aboard right to right.”
“Roger.”
Wang pushed his throttle up some. He would pass close to the American. Very close. Although very disciplined, the arrogance of the Americans angered him. They always felt they could do whatever they pleased. They thought their planes and pilots were the best at everything. Why? Because the defeated a third rate air force in Iraq? The fools. Yes, he would pass very close indeed and demonstrate the Chinese were quite the equal to the Americans. He corrected his course again slightly, putting his nose right on the American lead fighter. 18 kilometers to go now. He should have them in sight any second now.
Wolf 101
“Tally-ho! I’ve got a single bogey 12 o’clock. Looks like he’s nose on. I’m correcting right a bit…”
Star 26
Wang saw the American jet at the same time as his opponent. He saw the Hornet’s nose moving left. So, the American wanted to play, huh? Fine. He’d play too.
Wolf 101
Moondog saw the J-10’s nose come left a bit.
“shite Flipper. He’s still on collision. What the hell is this guy doing? I’m correcting right again.”
Star 26
Wang saw the American’s nose moving again. Yes, this American was a true cowboy.
“Lieutenant Sing, this American is very aggressive. Keep a close eye on his comrade. I am going to give this American a very close pass.”
“Roger, lead. I have the imperialist bastard in sight.”
Northwest of Taiwan, 25,000 feet
The experience of both pilots was essentially the same. Both saw the other maneuver his jet, and sought to correct to keep the pass close. Unfortunately, their maneuvers continually corrected their flightpaths such that a collision was inevitable.
Star 27, 5 miles behind the collision
The last transmission Lieutenant Sing heard was an exclamation from his lead:
“darn AMERICAN!!”
From his position 5 miles in trail, he could not see the collision. But, he could see the resultant fireball.
“Star 26, Star 26! What has happened?”
No answer.
Unlike Wang, Lieutenant Sing was a much more junior pilot. Brought up on propaganda, his conclusion that the aggressive Americans had shot his countryman down was understandable. His orders were very explicit how he was to respond to a hostile act against his country. He reached down and selected his master arm switch to on. Instinctively he selected the starboard PL-8. His action was immediately rewarded with a loud growl as the missile’s seeker sought and found the remaining Hornet.
His thumb slid to the red button on his control stick.
Wolf 104
Flipper had a ringside seat to the collision. He watched as ‘Dog corrected right and the Chinese corrected left over and over. Only at the last second did it become apparent that the Chinese was trying to take ‘Dog down the opposite side as ‘Dog intended at the merge. As his mind processed the information and he keyed his mic to shout a warning, the two jets collided at a combined speed of over 1,000 miles per hour.
The resultant explosion stunned him. He struggled to comprehend what had just occurred. Then, years of training took over and the maze of confusion was pierced by one thought- where is the other guy? He looked away from the expanding ball of smoke and destruction that seconds previously had been his good friend. At the same moment he saw a bright flash followed by a white smoke trail that arced towards him, rapidly eating up the distance between the two jets.
Instinctively he rolled the jet over and down, thumbing the chaff and flare button. Even before he started the maneuver he knew he wouldn’t make it. As clearly and calmly as he could, he keyed his radio.
“This is Wolf 104, Wolf 104, I’m being engaged by the second J-10. Holy shite! He’s got me, he’s got me! Ah f…!”
Star 27
Lieutenant Sing watched his missile track into the American fighter. He looked around the sky for signs of the second American fighter. The smoke and debris from his lead’s destroyed J-10, obviously shot point blank by the first American, obscured his view of where he thought the American should be.
After a minute of looking, he felt he would not find the American. He considered the situation. The American probably bugged out for home like a coward when he saw his wingman meet his deserved end. Just like an American, afraid to fight without the advantage.
Sing turned his jet towards home, pleased despite the loss of Lieutenant Wang. He’d demonstrated his country’s resolve to assert itself in response to the Americans’ hostility. They’d think again before challenging Chinese authority.
And he had only 4 more kills to go to make ace. Secretly, he wondered (hoped?) if he’d have another chance to face off against the Americans.
I’m at work, so I can’t check the whole document for consistency. Also, I lose formatting (like bolds, italics, etc) when I copy this in. So…there’s some errors here. However, I’ll email you the word document Stef, and it looks much better.
Anyway, here’s the conclusion:
USS Alexandria, west of the USS Reagan Task Group
Commander Johnston looked up from the navigation chart when the Petty Officer walked in and handed him the message. Although he had trained his entire career for a shooting war, the shocking thought is this really happening went through his head before he could stop it. He looked again at the message, and then handed it to his XO:“At 2300Z, fighters of the PRC fired on and destroyed two US F/A-18s off the west coast of Taiwan in international airspace. PRC ultimate intentions unknown at this time. All PRC units should be treated as potentially hostile and monitored closely for hostile action against US forces. Do not take any action to provoke an attack. However, the use of force is authorized if hostile intent is indicated as determined by the on-scene commander.
PACFLEET SENDS”
“shite, Skipper, it looks like this could be for real.” XO Mallory handed the printout back to Johnston.
Johnston turned to the Chief heading his sonar team. “What’s the status of our friend?”
“Sir,” Chief Sonar Tech Brown said, “we still hold contact Sierra 6, Han class submarine, positively identified as Hull 4, bearing 291 true, 14,000 yards, speed 5 knots, depth 250 feet.”
“Roger, Chief. I want to know immediately if there is any change in the contact’s status.”
“Aye aye, sir.” Chief Brown replied.
Johnston glanced up at the weapons status board. Green lights indicated 3 warshot ready torpedo tubes, each holding a single Mk-48 ADCAP torpedo, as well as a fourth tube holding a Harpoon missile.
“XO, put the word out to the crew. Let ‘em know the deal and make sure the Chiefs ensure the men are ready to go. This is probably going to get worse before it gets better.”
“Roger that, sir.”
PRC Han class submarine “Fen-Shui”, 50 nm west of Reagan Task Group
Unfortunately for the thousands of men and women of the armed forces around the world who would soon find themselves in mortal combat, the Fen-Shui had nowhere near the communication ability of the US submarines. While the Alexandria could receive message traffic via a floating wire antenna, transmitted thousands of miles away via satellite, the Fen-Shui had no similar capability. Therefore, Commander Chiu continued with his original orders, oblivious to the firestorm started by his countrymen a few hundred miles away in the blue skies above the Pacific.“What is the status of the American Task Group?” Chiu asked his tracking party.
“Comrade Captain, we hold the USS Reagan bearing 098 degrees true, range approximately 80 kilometers, heading 095, speed 55 kilometers per hour.”
Chiu spoke to his Officer of the Deck. “Turn to course 098, increase speed to 18 kilometers per hour. Make your depth 300 meters. I want to intercept the American carrier. We will get to 2,000 meters and launch our flares before they even know we are there!”
USS Alexandria
“Conn, sonar. I have a bearing and speed change on Sierra 6. It looks like he just turned towards the Reagan and sped up some…Stand by…Ok, we have hull noise too, looks like he’s going deep…”“Sonar, conn, aye. Keep me updated. XO, get us in trail at 14,000 yards. Tracking party, I want the firing solution on this guy constantly updated.”
Fen-Shui
“What is range to the American carrier?”“30,000 meters, bearing 094.”
“Steer 094, make your depth 100 meters.”
USS Alexandria
“Conn, sonar. Contact is turning left again…he’s definitely heading to intercept the Reagan ….Sir, we have hull popping, looks like he’s coming up.”“Conn aye. XO, get us to 10,000 yards off this guy.”
Fen-Shui
“Captain, sonar. Range to the American carrier is 20,000 meters, bearing 094.”“Captain aye.”
“Captain, sonar! New contact, classify as American Los Angeles class submarine, bearing 273! Range close!”
Chiu swore under his breath. darn Americans! Ah well, 20,000 meters was definitely close enough to put a killshot into the carrier. Now he’d give them something to think about!
“Fire party, Captain. Fire air charges on tubes 1 and 3, and launch 2 flares!”
USS Alexandria
“Conn, sonar! I have tube doors opening on Sierra 6!”Johnston felt his blood run cold.
“Conn, sonar, transients! Transients on Sierra 6!”
“Fire control, conn! Match bearings on Sierra 6!”
“Conn, fire control, solution set on Sierra 6!”
“Fire control, conn, fire tubes 2 and 4 on Sierra 4 now, now, NOW!”
The submarine shuddered as compressed air ejected the two torpedoes on their way to the Chinese submarine.
“XO, punch the buoy!”
The Alexandria ejected a SLOT buoy from its top ejection port. The SLOT buoy would go to the surface and broadcast to anyone within range that the Alexandria held a hostile submerged contact on which she had just fired two torpedoes. Besides letting the Reagan and the rest of the chain of command know that warshots were in the water, it would also give notice to every friendly ship around to get the hell out of the way. The Mk-48s wouldn’t care if they hit a friend or foe.
Fen-Shui
“Captian, sonar! Transients on the US submarine! Captain, I have torpedoes in the water bearing 273! The American has shot at us!”“Fire control, Captain! Snapshot, tube 2! SHOOT THE AMERICAN SUBMARINE!…XO, launch the emergency buoy, tell them we have been attacked!”
Three hundred feet beneath the Pacific Ocean, off the coast of Taiwan
The three torpedoes, oblivious to the carnage they would cause, sped towards their respective targets at more than 40 miles per hour. The American submarine had the advantage of a better fire control solution and the first shot. Both torpedoes ran true. The Fen-Shui maneuvered evasively and deployed decoys, but the Mk-48 is the most advanced torpedo in the world and easily saw through the deceptive techniques. The first Mk-48 hit the Fen-Shui port amidships and broke it in half. The second destroyed the pieces.The Alexandria had a more unlucky fate- unlucky in the sense that she believed she had escaped. Like Fen-Shui, she deployed noisemakers and decoys. Unlike Fen-Shui, hers actually worked…for a time. However, the Chinese torpedo took an unlucky (for the Alexandria) turn and resumed a heading that allowed it to reaquire the Alexandria on its circle maneuver. Perhaps things would have turned out differently if Alexandria had evaded the torpedo. Maybe a chance to tell what provoked her to fire would have cleared things up. Maybe war could have been avoided. Or maybe not. Unfortunately, we will never know. The Chinese torpedo ran true and hit the Alexandria in the stern, blowing off the rear third of the American submarine.
Politburo, People’s Republic of China
The President looked at the brief his Defense Minister had just handed him. His normally stern face took on an even more grim expression has the words sunk in.“The Americans have attacked us twice? They have sunk one of our submarines?”
“It appears so, Comrade President,” the Defense Minister replied. “First they fired on one of our Air Force comrades. His wingman shot the other American fighter down in self-defense. Then they apparently shot two torpedoes on our submarine Fen-Shui, also an unprovoked first shot. And again, our comrades only shot in self-defense.”
The President bowed his head in thought. If the Americans wanted an excuse for war, he would give it to them. Perhaps this was destiny.
The President looked his Defense Minister in the eye. His gaze was unflinching. “Contact all of our commanders. Operation Raging Dragon is no longer an exercise. Immediately redeploy our forces to invade Taiwan. Immediately.”
The Defense Minister smiled to himself, despite the gravity of the President’s words. “As you wish, Comrade President. It is but a small matter to redeploy the troops. The exercise plans are very much like what the actual invasion plans would be like. Yes sir, it is no problem at all to change our destination slightly.”
The Defense Minister bowed, turned, and rapidly left the room. He had many calls to make.
The President turned and looked out the window at the mountains, and the leaves blowing in the wind. Then he turned away and picked up the phone.
The war for Taiwan had begun._
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toonces is indeed a great story writer, kudos to him.