Hey, everybody. Back with another chapter. I hope you guys like this one. Not sure how long it will be, but hopefully it'll be a good.
This is going to showcase the other battles going on around the world. It's not going to show the ends of the battles necessarily, just showcase how battles around the world are going.
Let's get to it.
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Guest: The 2nd Clone Division is in service now, and still back in the Andromeda Galaxy. We won't really be seeing any more clones in this story, at least for a while.
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Chapter 50- A World at War
(Moscow, Russia)
An explosion tears through the ranks of one of the stormtrooper legions currently attacking Moscow. The battle for the city has been going on for almost 8 hours by this point. The Empire had landed tens of thousands of stormtroopers, as well as snowtroopers, outside the city and plenty of walkers to support them as well.
However, Moscow was far from defenseless. Several hundred SAMs as well as several dozen Su-27s, Su-35s, and MiG-29s were defending it from air attack. The city was also defended by 120,000 Russian soldiers, as well as 15,000 reinforcement troops from Ukraine and Belarus as well as about 1,000 modern battle tanks.
One of the Imperial commanders ducks to avoid shrapnel from the blast from a tank shell. Straightening up, he sees a massive formation of about 70 T-90 tanks advancing towards his lines at high speed. As he watches, about twenty of them fire at one of his AT-ATs, and the shells tear the walker apart.
The Imperial commander is surprised at the ferocity of the Russian soldiers. They've been very good at keeping stormtroopers at bay with normal rifle fire. However, from the reports he's received, when any of his stormtroopers have gotten in close, Russian troops have attacked his troops hand to hand with incredible ferocity.
"We need to get around the bulk of their defenses," the commander he says. He then turns to some of his other officers and says, "Send a company to skirt the city to see if we can find a breach in their defenses."
"Yes, sir," he orders.
Within a minute, a company of 100 stormtroopers is quickly dispatched to skirt around the perimeter of Moscow to see if they can find a weak spot.
The stormtroopers move carefully, but with speed. The only real advantage the stormtroopers and snowtroopers have is that the white of their armor helps camouflage them against the snow around them from a late snow. However, that has not been enough to stop the Russians from crushing their forces and driving them slowly back.
The stormtroopers carefully make their way from street to street, looking for a way through the Russian defenses. Finally, after a long search, they find pair of streets leading further into Moscow that are seemingly undefended. The streets are fairly run down, but that is not near enough to scare off the stormtroopers.
"Let's head down here. Make sure we can get through," the stormtrooper lieutenant commanding the company orders. The company separates into two groups of 50, each one heading down one of the two streets.
The stormtroopers advance slowly, weapons at the ready. Although the street looks clearly deserted, something about it is unnerving many of them.
Suddenly, the stormtroopers start to creaking and shuffling footsteps. The stormtroopers raise their weapons, and one of them calls out, "Whoever you are, show yourselves!"
After several moments, a voice calls out in heavily accented English through a megaphone, "You step onto our turf, you deal with the consequences."
Suddenly, men appear in several windows and start firing at the stormtroopers with AK-47s. At the same time, a number of very rough looking men charge out of buildings and in some cases seemingly out of nowhere, some wielding knives, others wielding crowbars or other makeshift weapons, and in one man's case just his fists. All of them are members of the Bratva, the Russian mafia.
Stormtroopers have no time to react before the Russian mobsters are on them. A number of the men leap on stormtroopers, stabbing them to death with their knives. Other mobsters set on them with crowbars, beating them relentlessly. Stormtroopers scream and try to get away, but find they are unable to with broken bones and angry Russians chasing them.
As most of the mobsters keep stabbing with their knives or beating the troopers to death with crowbars, the men armed with guns keeping firing, gunning down any stormtrooper that tries to attack one of their brothers or that try to escape. In a matter of minutes, the entire company of stormtroopers is lying dead in the streets.
The leader of the mobsters raises his AK-47 and shouts with his megaphone, "No troopers get past us! We will protect this city!" And the Bratva all bellow in support.
Meanwhile, further into Moscow, the Russian general in command of the city is watching progress of the battle beamed back to his HQ by drones. As he watches, he can see the front lines of stormtroopers and snowtroopers beginning to fracture. He can see individuals breaking into a rout, and others pulling back to try and tighten the defense, inadvertently leaving gaps in the defense.
"Now is the time. Press the attack," he orders.
Within minutes, a massive wave of Russian reinforcements charges towards the front lines. 300 tanks, thousands of soldiers, and 20 AW-1 walkers began their advance on the Imperial lines as a formation of 50 Su-24 strike fighters arrives to attack the Imperials. They begin pressing their attack, and the Imperial lines begin to crumble. The Imperial commander orders reinforcements brought from other areas of the front, but it's clear that the tide is turning against the Empire in Russia.
(Northern Vietnam)
In the jungles of northern Vietnam, it is absolute chaos. Thousands of stormtroopers had landed in preparation to assault the capitol of Hanoi. However, they had run into thousands of troops of the Vietnam People's Army.
The stormtroopers quickly realized whey their comrades had had such trouble with the Vietnamese insurgency on Kashyyyk for so many years. In the jungles of their home country, the Vietnamese are completely in their element, and completely in control. Every part of the jungle seems to be rigged with ambushes and traps.
One party of stormtroopers decides to try and swing around, make a wide berth around the Vietnamese troops, and try to come at them from behind. But, as they separate from the main ranks of stormtroopers to try and make their move, they are still not understanding that the Vietnamese know these jungles extremely well, and can move through it while escaping notice.
As the group of stormtroopers makes their way slowly through the trees, they hear noises they assume are just from normal wildlife. Then, out of nowhere, rifle shots begin to ring out, and stormtroopers begin to fall.
In the cover of trees, two young Vietnamese soldiers crack grins as they fire at the stormtroopers. "Really? Where did these guys get their training? They're terrible," one of the soldiers says to the other, who nods in agreement.
(Ramree Island)
"Forward!" a Myanmar captain yells, with the men of his company bellowing as they charge behind him.
The Empire had landed thousands of stormtroopers in Myanmar. They were currently being engaged by 50,000 Myanmar troops and fighters of the Myanmar Air Force. However, two Imperial shuttles, carrying a total of 150 stormtroopers between them had been forced down on a small island off the coast of Myanmar called Ramree Island. So, 200 Burmese soldiers had been shuttled to the island by helicopter and airplane to deal with the stormtroopers.
The Burmese troops had first engaged the stormtroopers just outside the town of Ramree. The stormtroopers had tried to retreat back to their shuttles, only to discover that they had been destroyed by Burmese fighters.
The stormtroopers were now only half their original numbers, and are being pursued along the coast of the island. As they desperately look for locations to hide and regroup, the stormtroopers see a large mangrove forest up ahead along the coast.
"Sergeant! We can take cover in there!" one of the stormtroopers yells.
"I agree. All troopers, take shelter in those trees," the commanding sergeant orders.
The stormtroopers pick up the pace and race into the mangrove forest. Recognizing it for what it is, the Burmese soldiers quickly halt their pursuit.
"Surround the mangroves. Don't let them escape. If any are able to," the Burmese captain orders, and the troops move to surround the forest.
Inside the mangroves, it's totally dark, given that it's currently night in this part of the world. The stormtroopers attach small flashlights to their blasters and keep their blasters raised so they can see.
As they slowly move deeper into the swamp, none of the stormtroopers see two little spots of light in the water, nor the slight ripples as a large dark shape slowly moves towards them.
Suddenly, there's an explosion of water, followed by the sound of bones and armor crunching and the scream of a stormtrooper. The other troopers whip around, only to see the disturbed water and blood spreading across the top of the water.
Then, there's another explosion of water. This time, the troopers turn in time, just in time to see the massive form of a saltwater crocodile grab their sergeant and drag him into the water. The sergeant tries desperately to escape from the powerful jaws of the massive crocodile, but is powerless to escape from the crushing jaws before the croc drags him out of sight.
"Scatter!" one of the troopers yells, and the troopers scatter through the mangroves, trying to find any path of escape.
What the stormtroopers didn't know but the Burmese soldiers did was that a few years ago the Myanmar government had conducted a small project to try and help the saltwater crocodile population recover from over-hunting, and had introduced captive bred crocodiles to the mangrove swamps. The population was slowly rebounding, though it would take years for it to return to what it used to be.
However, the crocodile population is more than enough to be lethal to the company of stormtroopers. As the stormtroopers try to escape, more crocodiles lunge out of the darkness, grabbing stormtroopers and dragging them into deeper water to eat. Outside the mangroves, the Burmese soldiers can hear the screams of stormtroopers, and realize exactly what is happening. Some of them allow themselves to feel a bit of pity for the stormtroopers.
By the time the survivors manage to get out of the mangroves, the crocodiles have killed 32 of them, leaving only 41 left. As they come out of the mangroves, they see the Burmese soldiers waiting for them. Much preferring to be taken prisoner than to be eaten by massive carnivorous reptiles, they immediately throw down their blasters and raise their hands.
"Bind their hands," the Burmese captain orders, and the soldiers hurry forward to bind the stormtroopers to take them prisoner.
(Toronto)
On the outskirts of Toronto, a series of explosions from laser fire from a pair of AT-ATs destroy several buildings on the outskirts of the city. The Empire had landed a small force on the outskirts of the city, intent on taking the Canadian city.
Defending the city is 10,000 Canadian soldiers. The Canadian Army had swelled in size over the last few years since the war started, and is much larger than its normal size.
The Imperial forces initially thought that given the small size of the Canadian defense force, taking Toronto would be relatively easy. However, they had not counted on the Canadian defenders being incredibly good fighters.
A flight of Canadian CF-18 Hornets streaks low over the city towards the front lines. The Hornets split into pair, each pair targeting one of the AT-ATs, and each Hornet fires 4 AGM-65 Mavericks. The missiles streak down towards the walkers, and each walker is destroyed by the volley of missiles.
Pulling up and circling around for another one, each Hornet dives in and drops a pair of AGM-154 JSOWs. The JSOWs fall towards the Imperial lines before splitting open and deploying their bomblets. The bomblets scatter across the lines of the stormtroopers, exploding in hundreds of smaller explosions, killing over a hundred stormtroopers.
As the Hornets pull away and fly off towards their airbase to rearm, the next part of the Canadian counterattack begins. A dozen Leopard tanks begin their charge out of the city. The tanks target their main guns on incoming AT-ST walkers and fire, destroying the small, two-legged walkers.
In the middle of Toronto, a Canadian major general is monitoring the battle. "Commit all forces to battle. Bring up all artillery and call up all close air support. It's time to end this," he orders.
On the front lines, the troops that had been held in reserve are pulled up to the front. Tanks and artillery pieces position themselves to fire on the Imperial forces. Then, right as 20 CF-18s arrive to provide close air support, the Canadians begin their charge. Despite still outnumbering the Canadian forces by 5,000 men, the Imperials quickly find themselves being pushed back and back.
(Utah)
On the outskirts of Park City, Utah, a Torfan colonel is monitoring the progress of the battle. The Empire had decided, instead of directly attacking Salt Lake City, to attack the less heavily defended Park City to establish a foothold from which they could mount an attack on Salt Lake City.
According to Imperial reconnaissance, Park City was defended by just a single division of Torfans. However, unknown to them, it was also defended by two civilian units: the 1st Utah Civilian Infantry Division, numbering 12,000, and the 2nd Utah Civilian Cavalry Regiment, numbering 1,000.
When the Imperial forces landed in Park City, they found themselves under fierce attack by the Torfans. As the Torfans were holding them off, F-16s and F-35s from Hill Air Force Base arrived to destroy the landing craft. Their airstrike destroyed the entire fleet of landing craft. As the aircraft retreated back to Hill, the men of the 1st Civilian came forward to reinforce the Torfans. Their combined push forced the Imperials back out of the city. As Torfan units came around at the Imperial troops from the east, the stormtroopers began retreating west towards the mountains.
The Torfan colonel is watching images beamed to his field HQ by a drone. The images are showing the last of the stormtroopers disappearing into the mountains. The colonel turns to his aides and says, "Send in the cavalry."
In the fields outside Park City, the men of the 2nd Cavalry are waiting on their horses. When the 2nd was formed, horses were gathered from all over Utah. Now, these experienced riders are ready for their showdown with the Imperials.
As soon as they receive the word from the colonel, the man leading the 2nd calls out on a megaphone, "It's time! Charge!" He then spurs his horse towards the mountains, with the rest of the 2nd spurring their horses after him.
The 1,000 horses of the 2nd gallop up to the mountains and begin their advance into the mountains. Riding at full gallop, the horses quickly begin to catch up to the rear elements of the Imperial forces. The Imperials are quickly caught off guard by the appearance of Terrans on horses, and are gunned down.
The 2nd quickly separates into two forces. One force, comprising 750 of the rides, begins climbing up the side of the mountains, looking to circle around and use their speed to get ahead of the stormtroopers, while the remaining 250 stay behind them to keep an eye on them.
The riders spur their horses forward, advancing along the side of the mountain. Fearlessly, the horses advance over ground that would make a man on foot hesitate. The leader leaves a few dozen men on the side of the mountain to keep a better watch on them.
After almost an hour, the horses are able to get around in front of the stormtroopers. Despite seeing a massive numbers disadvantage, the leader of the 2nd orders the riders still with him to charge.
The leading stormtroopers hear the sounds of something crashing through the brush. Then, the horses and riders of the 2nd burst through the brush, the riders firing their guns at the stormtroopers, gunning down dozens. The stormtroopers try to fire back, but fail to hit anything. It takes the stormtroopers several minutes before they're able to hit anything. Meanwhile, the riders of the 2nd, all of whom have trained in these mountains for the last month, and some of whom have ridden in these mountains for years, expertly know the landscape, and use it to their advantage, expertly guiding their horses over the landscape and finding places to take cover out of sight of the stormtroopers.
Meanwhile, some of the riders on the side of the mountain are setting up with laser designators. In the distance, they can hear the roar of incoming fighter bombers. The riders fire the lasers into spots within the ranks of the stormtroopers.
A minute later, a flight of F-16s fly in, dropping laser guided bombs. The bombs follow the lasers straight to their targets, detonating and killing dozens of stormtroopers.
The stormtroopers begin to realize they're in trouble. Within horse cavalry blocking their path, the Torfans and civilian infantry blocking their exit and coming up on them from the rear, and possibly hostile wildlife, they're trapped.
(Baltimore)
At Fort McHenry in Baltimore harbor, a colonel named Tyler Jackson, a native of Baltimore, watches as a a pair of howitzers fire at Imperial troops on the northern harborfront.
Hours ago, tens of thousands of stormtroopers were landed at North Point and began their advance towards Baltimore. However, members of the 4th Maryland Civilian Infantry Division attacked them on the way and slowed them down long enough for remaining defenders to better prepare for the coming onslaught.
Even more than the last time the city was attacked over 200 years earlier, Baltimore is extremely well defended. Various traps and physical defenses were set up to protect the city. A US Army infantry division, as well as three civilian divisions, were protecting the city, as well as 120 M1 tanks and 100 Pathfinder walkers. Gangs with a major presence in Baltimore had also promised to lend their hand in the defense of the city. The Army had also set up artillery at Fort McHenry, believing the position would allow the Army to be able to lend artillery fire to defending forces almost anywhere in Baltimore. Because of this, the Empire had tried to shuttle some stormtroopers over to the fort. American troops were trying their best to fend off attack by both land and sea on the fort.
As Colonel Jackson is watching, two more howitzers fire on Imperial forces in the area along the harborfront known as Point Breeze. The lines are spotty, with the Imperials having advanced far further in some spots than others. However, the defense of Baltimore is stiffening with each minute, and the Empire is rapidly losing momentum and beginning to be pushed back.
"Colonel!"
Jackson turns around to see one of his communications officers hurrying up behind him.
"What is it, Lieutenant?" Jackson asks.
"Sir, I just received word from the Pentagon. The planetary shield is finally being raised. The Empire is trying to evacuate any of their forces they can, but the shield is almost fully closed. All their forces still on planet are trapped! And the officer I spoke to said that the Air Force has a major airstrike on the way!" the young 1st Lieutenant says.
"Good. See if you can raise the strike force and get some close air support for us," Jackson says.
The fort shakes as Imperial artillery, finally within range on the opposite shore, lands its first hits on the peninsula the fort sits on, destroying one of the howitzers. Thankfully, the fort itself is undamaged. Other howitzers quickly return fire.
Jackson looks back out over the harborfront from his position on the rampart. Then, a blaster bolt flies by his head. Jackson looks in the direction it came from, and sees a small boat approaching the fort with eight stormtroopers in it. Jackson quickly pulls out his sidearm and jerks off several shots, killing two of the stormtroopers. Several other troops see the incoming boat and starts firing at them. Three more stormtroopers are killed, and the other three steer the boat away from the fort.
"Tighten the defense, and fire at any Imperial artillery piece that gets close enough. We can't allow anyone to breach this fort," Jackson yells to all his men.
Jackson watches through his binoculars as combat rages along the harbor front. He watches a spot on the harborfront as a squad of soldiers and a squad of civilians is engaging an entire company of stormtroopers. The civilians are fighting especially fiercely, showing the stormtroopers what it means to mess with angry Baltimoreans.
"Sir! Airstrike incoming!" one of the nearby Lieutenants yells.
Jackson scans the sky, watching for incoming aircraft. Finally, he spots them to the south west. He counts 15 B-1B bombers, 20 A-10s, and 32 F-15E Strike Eagles. Then, as he happens to glance to the south-east, he also spots an approaching strike force of 24 F-14s, 40 F/A-18s and 12 F-35s. He recognizes this must be from one of the aircraft carriers off the East Coast.
"There we go," Jackson says.
The aircraft begin their attacking runs. The F-14s streak in first, firing their missiles at the few TIE fighters over the city. The few TIEs that escape the storm of missiles turn to engage the Tomcats. The Tomcats and TIEs merge and quickly engage in a massive dogfight. The F-14s quickly shoot down the few remaining TIE fighters with remarkable ease.
The B-1s lead the attack, carpet bombing areas occupied by stormtroopers that have been confirmed as empty of civilians.
As the fighters begin their runs, a pair of A-10s dive towards Fort McHenry. As one of them begins strafing boats attempting to assault the fort from the water, the other dives towards the stormtroopers trying to assault the fort from land, firing a volley of rockets. Both A-10s then come in for another strafing run on the stormtroopers approaching from land. As the A-10s pull away, gunfire from the defending troops kills the last few stormtroopers trying to attack the fort.
Jackson monitors the harborfront with his binoculars while paying attention to his radio. Time after time, he watches the fighters bombers dive on the Imperial positions, strafing them or dropping bombs on them. At the same time, tanks and walkers on the ground begin a new push against the Imperial lines. The combination of the new ground attack and the ferocious close air support is too much, and the Imperial lines begin to break.
"Captain Griffith!" Jackson yells out. Griffith races up to him.
"Yes, Colonel?" Griffith asks.
"Get the garrison flag. I want it raised," Jackson says.
Griffith smiles and nods. The flag flying over Fort McHenry for the duration of the battle so far has been a small flag, not much bigger than one would find on most flagpoles across the country. The flag has been damaged already by flying blaster fire, but is still flying.
"I'll get right on it, sir," Griffith says before hurrying off.
Griffith hurries down to the storage shed. The two young privates standing there look surprised when he bursts in.
"Grab the garrison flag! Colonel Jackson wants it raised!" Griffith says.
The privates smile and grab the garrison flag, carrying it carefully out of the storage shed. Meanwhile, Griffith has recruited other men to help raise the flag.
The men form up into the proper formation and begin to unfold the flag. Finally, when the massive 30x42 ft flag is unfolded, several of the men hook the flag up to the rope to begin raising the flag.
Men across the fort salute the flag as it begins to be raised as someone plays the National Anthem. Before long, the massive flag is flying over Fort McHenry.
Across the harbor, an American soldier ducks down to avoid a blaster bolt from a stormtrooper. Glancing across the harbor, he sees the massive flag flying over the fort.
"Look!" he yells. American defenders, soldier and civilian alike, turn and see the flag, and cheer before turning back to face their enemy with renewed confidence, and begin slowly driving their enemy back out of Baltimore.
And, I'll end there. Hope you liked this one.
So, I created two of these events because of videos I recently watched. I decided to write the flag raising moment because of a video I watched about the British attack on Fort McHenry in 1814. Then, there was the crocodiles attacking stormtroopers on Ramree Island off Myanmar. That is based on a similar event in WWII. In 1945, when the British were trying to retake the island, Japanese soldiers that fled into the mangroves surrounding the island were attacked by saltwater crocodiles. Estimates as to how mnay were killed range from a few dozen to over 800. Guinness World Records describes it as the most devastating animal attack on humans.
I really hope you like how I did this chapter. Next chapter will probably be the final chapter, and we'll finally see Thrawn's trap play out. Until it's up, please leave a review and stay tuned!