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    Group Story?

    Discussion in 'General Writing' started by Remoah, Feb 23, 2007.

    Anyone up for a military group story? I've worked out the universe and it's basically near future.

    Basically it's about a resistance group for an overrun australia, the group battle the 30,000 enemy soldiers swarming through northeast queensland, they're a ragtag but military bunch, we need 3-4 people to write from 2 perspectives.
     
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    I'm in. message me the details please!

    EDIT: What nation is occupying? My guess is China, but could be somebody else. As for the characters, I have an idea for some:

    -An older man, ex-military, either enlisted or officer. The military-smarts guy. Somewhat the leader, but eclipsed by the below character. Good fighter, think Crocadile Dundee with a Colt 1911. Perhaps was in Vietnam with Australian Forces there, but he is not psychological affected too much because he became acclimated to the violence.

    -a 20-something "student" leader. Either male or female, very smart. Sees the occupation as a chance for a socialist revolution with him/her as the leader. Intends to use resistance to weaken the occupiers, and then create a new government from the ashes when they leave. Keeps these motives secret from the others, though the obvious influence of Che Guevera shines through. Willing to collaborate secretly with occupiers to create new government. Perhaps he/she (leaning towards she) is already in secret talks?

    -A naive teenager that thinks he's invincible, but quickly becomes weathered due to the events he's seen during the occupation. Think Patrick Swayze in Red Dawn.

    -A currently-serving soldier that has gone E&E when his unit surrendered after a long during the invasion. He ran away after the invaders executed the rest of his comrades immediatley after surrender. Could be either infantry or armor. Fatigued and plagued by nightmares after observing his friends' executions.
     
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    I have military background, though obviously not as extensive as yours…I know very little on actual warfare, but can research the rest if need-be. If you deside to allow me into this group just know that I view things from a dark and often twisted perspective. If you want me to be apart of it just PM me with the details. If not, I’ll still read what the group posts to see how it turns out.
     
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    I assume that youre in, but then again it isn't my story, so you'll have to ask Remoah.

    I'm itching to get started on this, so I'll write up a little piece to get the feeling of it, assuming the occupiers are Chinese and using the above characters.
     
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    Whatever you guys want to do. I'll piggy-back off of you.
     
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    well, I typed this up just for kicks. Definetly needs some editing; I just skimmed it for errors. Some sentences may be a little awkward, too.

    no title either:


    Janey Bidwell held the strap of a leather attache in her left hand as she strolled calmly through the entrance to the Chinese Garden of Friendship. The griffin statues seemed to roar as she glanced sideways at them. They shined in the brief rays of sunlight after the recent downpour. Janey watched her step, avoiding puddles and slick spots in the red brick pathway, but kept her goal in mind as she navigated. She looked up and noticed a Chinese soldier looking at her suspiciously. Her right hand twitched and her heart jumped, but she calmed both adrenaline-driven reactions.

    She canted her head and smiled, daring the soldier silently to look twice. He continued on past, his Kalashnikov still at port arms. Janey exhaled stiffly. Sydney, despite its conditional terms of surrender, was still a dangerous place for Bidwell and her comrades.

    The Tea House was busy yet the crowd inside let out no more than a low murmur, interrupted by the occaional clank of gunmetal on the wooden chairs. Janey found her open seat at a window table, next to the withered old man she called her mentor. His head was bald upon its top, but ringed with white hair. A medium-length beard hung from his chin, and he twirled it in his fingers. Xiang Yu blended in well with the soldiers in his olive unisex uniform. Janey slipped into the rich-red chair next to his.

    “Greetings, master,” murmured Janey. She set her brown attache on the floor next to her chair.

    “Good afternoon, Miss Bidwell.”

    “It really is beautiful here, master. It is too bad that such a delicate mural will be ruined soon.”

    “True, but that is not our concern. The means justify the ends. These liars will pay soon enough for not being true socialists.” Xiang sipped his tea nonchalantly. Ever since the invasion forces had settled down, The Tea House had been popular among the more traditional soldiers. More traditional meant older, which meant more officers tightly packed in a small space. The red shack seemed to have a bull's eye painted on it.

    Getting in was difficult: security was at an all time high after the recent wave of Rabbit attacks, and it was for this reason that Janey was chosen to carry the attache into The Garden.

    Getting out was harder: Janey carried on her a 9mm pistol with only one magazine and a cyanide capsule in the event that she was made. She would take out as many enemies as possible before swallowing the suicide pill, lest she be shot first. The two actions would have the same effect.

    Janey shifted her weight to get up, but Xiang spoke.

    “The Americans are coming, you know.” Janey stopped.

    “They're taking their time; most capitalists don't want to get caught up in a war just yet. But they're coming eventually. It is, after all, in their best interest: Australia had its share of minerals, not to mention the fact that should they win, China's war reparations will cover their debts.”

    Janey stood and stared at Yu. He hadn't looked back at her yet. “Let's hope that your plans fall into place before they arrive. When they get here...well, you know what happened in Cuba and Panama. It's the Red Scare all over again, but it isn't a which-hunt anymore.”

    Bidwell nodded somberly. “Trust me, master. I will be in control before they get here.”

    Yu turned to her and made eye contact. “Ah, the hopefulness of youth. I hope you will.” Yu turned back to his tea as quickly as had turned away.

    “Are you coming with me, master?”

    Yu tapped his watch. “No. But I will depart soon enough.” He sounded weary: certainly, engineering revolutions for the extent of one's adult life would have that result.

    Janey bowed and left. She left the attache behind. She got a block and a half away from the Garden's entrance before the eight pounds of plastic explosives and nails detonated.
     
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    Actually it was going to be southern germany, but china sounds pretty cool (mix of many terrain types, and it's a cultural hotspot).

    Anyhow, i have to go but i'll add the details in the morning, good to see the enthusiasim!
     
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    a second section will be forthcoming tomorrow!
     
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    Basically my idea starts in 2015, when a world stockmarket collapse leads to poverty even in some of the world's richest countries. Warlords pop up around the place, scores of people band together for survival. The warlords squabble for what is left, the arms and drug trades roar, child prostitution rings are rampant and police simply hand over thier badges and decide to try thier luck.

    Our story is set in Northeast china, where the factions are warring against a very large warband attempting to acheive domination over the larger area.
     
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    oh, I see.
    Here was my idea of the setting: Its about 2013-2015, date not specific. The United States is a quasi-empire, with scores of other conflicts besides Iraq/Afghanistan. The Chinese, who are not able to collect their loans from the US (they aren't actually loans; its simply extra maoney made by the Chinese when currency rates change) invade Australia for resources. They land an amphibious force on the east coast and occupy less than a fourth of the country because of resistance by residents and the military. Most military units are wiped out by sheer force, and commanders order surrender or disbandment of their units.

    A resistance group forms almost immediatley (The Rabbits, aptly named) and they carry out small-scale bombings and recruiting. Their actions don't really begin to hurt the Chinese in any big way until "elite" units begin to kidnap higher officers of the PLA.

    It takes 3 weeks for NATO to become interested in helping Australia even indirectly, as they are wary of mixing it up with China when more than half of the country is still "Free Australia." However, representatives arrive in FA to try to form a relationship with the Rabbits, and want to know where, if they had to, they could land a counter-invasion force.

    The Rabbit representative says that a force that was relatively small (two battalions or so) could land on the west coast at night and make good time across the outback, and would also expect help from the FA and Occupied Australian residents. He lays out a strategy: with Rabbits as a decoy, he could lure a large amount of Chinese forces north, into the Cape York peninsula, where US armored forces would spring the trap and ambush the unsuspecting Chinese.

    Of course, there are several sub-plots:
    -Janey Bidwell is a converted communist and sees China's "sins" of capitalism, and thus joins the Rabbits for this reason. However, she plans on instituted her own government when the Chinese pull out, and she knows she can negotiate with the Communists.

    -Tom Harding was an ex-ADF captain who fled his units after the rest surrendered and were subsequently shot. He joined the Rabbits for survival, and later becomes their representative to other nations. He is constantly pushing for more weapons rather than money or forces, as the only weapons they have are single-shot action rifles and shotguns due to pre-war bans. He claims that every man, woman, and child in Australia would fight the Chinese if they had a weapon.

    Of course, your story idea is interesting, and this is your story. And it would be intriguing to see the results of another world-wide depression.
     
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    Your one sounds good, it gives us a crapload of enemy to fight, and not to mention we do have access to australian army weapons, mainly Steyr AUG's, M16's, Minimi's and MAG-58's.
     
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    true!

    here are some details:
    -a ban in the 90s banned any semi-auto or automatic weapons from being owned by civvies. This doesn't mean all autralians have given theirs up, though:rolleyes:

    -also, the political envrinment isn't just black and white. A smaller movement than the Rabbits is trying to use the Chinese invasion as a way to put into power a communist government, though they despise the Chinese as much as the "capitalists" because they believe that China is not truly communist because their economy is a capitalistic power-house.

    This is also why the Chinese invading in the first place: they are not able to retrieve debts that other countries owe, and they have already spent that income on infrastructure, military, etc. so they invade Australia for the interior's rich minerals.

    The strategy was originally to surprise the governement and overwhelm most of the population initially by amphibiously taking the Eastern Coast (Canberra, Sydney, etc.). The defense forces certainly are on the defensive during the initial attack, and take heavy losses via the "Red Blitzkrieg", but they are able to hault the Chinese advance in the easters grasslands because the Chinese lose momentum as forces are syphoned off to secure the coast. This weakening and advantage in terrain allows the ADF to hold off the attack, but even a small offensive or concentrated attack could break the thin line of armored and cavalry forces.

    A small impromtu committee of field officers comcludes that the forces need to perform a series of low-risk offensives: a strategy that would distract, confuse, and demoralize the Chinese, while keeping Australian losses down. Simultaneously, the Rabbits are formed, and the leader approaches an ADF officer for endorsment and support. The ADF send several advisors to train and supervise the Rabbits, and subsequently act as liasons. Thus, the Rabbits become an unofficial arm of the ADF, with op orders coming from military commanders.

    Bombings (and later kidnappings) in conjunction with conventional border harassing by Australian armored forces sucessfully delays the Chinese from attacking.

    However, the ADF commanders know they cannot hold off forever and prepare a liason to meet with NATO reps that send a message secretly to the ADF.



    That is about where the story begins, with all of that backstory filled in fully (or partially) by oral and narrative passages.

    One angle could follow the communist embedded in the Rabbits ranks, one could follow the political, logistical, and military struggles of the NATO liason, and one could follow either a senior "elite" of the Rabbits or a junior officer that is part of the border-harrassing party.



    PS: on a tactical note, I think the ADF armored forces would deploy sub-company sized groups of M1 Abrams' as part of the border parties. By the time of our story, Australia would have recieved most of their Abrams order, and Chinese tanks are either common&crap or rare&maystandafightingchance. Therefore, if commanders would want to keep casualties low during patrols and small attacks, something as literally impervious as the Abrams would be ideal. Of course, they would expend more expensive ammunition faster than the older Leopard 1 tanks would because of their common use, which would tie back into the whole logistic needs of the ADF.


    long-winded!
     
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    You guys are really starting to intimidate me. I don’t know half as much as you two about weaponry, war tactics, or politics…I just know the basics. But like I said, I can research, and I can follow if you guys start. This seem like it’s going to be good.
     
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    dont be!

    everyone has their area of expertise. I have very little military experience. I just know a shitload about the technology and I am in JROTC, which covers the ettique and basic atmosphere.

    For example, I used to know next to nothing about computers. I had heard many terms, but they didn't register as meaning anything when my friend rambled on about how his overclocked processor had a certain high bus speed. I just got interested at some point and studied up on them for about two months and built my own to replace my obsolete comp. Now I could probably build apretty good computer for someone.

    my tip: wikipedia. has lots of info on practically everything. You can get lost in there sometimes.

    EDIT: I'll see if I can draw a two- or three-stage map of Australia during the invasion as a visual aid.
     
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    ok, here's a map of Australia at the beginning of the story. Another will follow detailing NATO/ADF actions during the counter-invasion. Photo via wikipedia.
    BTW, is a science-fiction war complete without nukes? I highly doubt that anyone who was invading for resources would use strategic nukes, but tactical nukes of one kiloton (max!) or less would definitely inflict losses.
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    Also, here's a pic of the Chinese Friendship Garden in Sydney, the setting for the first segment I posted. also via wikipedia.
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    Okay. When do we start?
     
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    whenever. I've already typed up two sections to get the feel of the story, and it sounds good so far.

    Just sit down and type something up. Like that little blue dot in the middle going off over a company of Australian cavalry.
     
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    Well, did some reconfiguring and editing, and here's another segment, this one from the perspective of an ADF captain, the liason to the NATO negotiators.


    “How'd you get in, mates?” The question floated out of the dark corner much like the wispy white smoke of the same origin. The rolling, curling smoke reached out and lit up under the sun's harsh rays. The face of one of the three business-suited men scrunched and his lip curled, but the other two had absolutely no expression on their face, a technique they had no doubt practiced long and hard.

    “Excuse me?” asked the Curly-Lipped Man. His brow furrowed, making him look comically like a Klingon.

    “How'd you get in?” Tom Harding pushed himself off the wall of the roadside bar and out of the dark shadow. He squinted as the noonday sun invaded his pupils. Ignoring the disturbance as well as he could, he flicked the butt of his cigarette with his left thumb, jarring a half-inch column of white ash from its tip. The powder floated to the tile floor of the bar like a few flakes of snow. Not that Tom would know about snow: he'd never witnessed it in his life. “Into Free Australia that is.”

    This display was all for show, much like the business suits and straight faces of two of the foreigners. The more businesslike the Allies were, the better they thought the Rabbits would think of them. The tougher Harding seemed, the more he thought the Allies would want to trust him. Tom motioned to the sunny leather-seated booth to his right. The three men settled into the bench opposite Tom, who dragged the ash tray from the far end of the table in front of him. He tapped the ciggy on the rim of the green glass and inserted it back into its corner of his mouth. He leaned over the table, propping up his shoulders with his arms, and gazing expectantly at the trio. His left hand rotated the glass ash tray slowly, much to the disdain of the Curly-Lipped Man. His right hand hung limp on the edge of the table, ready to snap to his waist to draw his 9mm pistol.

    “We came in on a charter freighter two nights ago,” replied one of the straight-faced men in a surprisingly fresh British accent. “We had to black out the ship; almost got sighted by an attack patrol about a mile from shore.”

    Tom smiled: the Briton trusted him. Now for the Americans. Harding shifted his gaze as his cigarette's smoldering burn grazed his lip. He withdrew the cigarette and smothered it in the ash tray. With a whacking sound, Tom settled the fresh cigarettes in his pack of Lucky Strikes. He drew one out and offered one to each of the other men. They all refused, some more politely than others.

    One of the Americans, the Curly-Lipped Man, spoke. “Tell me about your establishment.”

    “How about some introductions first?” asked Tom, realizing that he had completely forgotten his gentlemanly side in the last three weeks. He rose and shook the Briton's hand.

    “Captain Thomas Harding.” The first man's shake was firm, as if sealing a good deal with enthusiasm. As his hand panned to the second man, the straight-faced American, he corrected himself. The first American was genuine in his shake and faint smile. He shifted to the second American, Curly-Lipped Man. Curly's shake was limp, as expected. But something else in his expression and composure made Tom doubt that he was a total pansy.

    The first American spoke. “This is Mr. Greene--” he gestured towards the Briton “--this is Mr. Fledgner, and I am Mr. Conrad.” He sat, and his associates followed suit.

    “A raw pleasure, friends.”

    “Now, as I was saying, Mr. Harding...”

    “Ah, yes. First of all, the Rabbits were established by civilians, we simply sent some advisors and inserted them into our defense command. Damn good fighters, the Rabbits. Their mostly right-wing, hard-core Australians, the kind that grew up in the outback.”

    “So, you say the group was originally civilian?” asked Mr. Greene.

    “Still are, sir. They just do what the brass thinks is a good application for 'em.”

    “So, how exactly did the name come about?” inquired Mr. Fledgner. “It certainly doesn't sound intimidating.”

    “Maybe not to you. But better than the Fuzzy Pink Bunnies, though, eh?” Harding was beginning to smell a consistent attitude of cynicism coming off of the second American. “Well, you see, Mr. Fledgner, the history of the Rabbits dates back to when the British first settled our little continent. Just like Spanish brought horses to America, the British brought rabbits. They multiplied like...well, like rabbits. They are a constant pest to farmers and no matter how hard the government tried, they couldn't exterminate them. There was just too many, too small, too fast. You can see why that is a fitting mascot for our little party, eh?”

    The Briton nodded with a grin. “Well, you see, as for operations, they pretty much do anything asymmetric. Mostly, they conduct punitive bombings of Charlie-Red targets...”

    “Charlie Red?” interrupted Mr. Conrad.

    “Oh, yes. That's what we call the occupational, communist Chinese. Not to be confused with our own Chinese population. They're still technically Australians.

    “In any case, bombings consist of ninety-percent of their operations, but some of the more elite members have staged raids on Charlie's bases recently and have actually managed to kidnap a few high-ranking officers. However, their most significant efforts are their attempts to connect with the patriotic population of Occupied Australia, namely Sydney.”

    “I see,” remarked Mr. Fledgner.

    “The Rabbits' current combat strength is about two troops of guerrilla diggers, but I believe our effectiveness would increase greatly is they had certain weapons.” Harding glanced at Mr. Conrad, who raised an eyebrow, expecting more explanation. “You see, in the last decade, all semi-automatic and automatic weapons in civilian Australia were confiscated and destroyed. So many of their soldiers rely on bolt-action rifles or revolvers. We supply the elite troops with the few illegal weapons that we could scrounge.”

    “So,” replied Mr. Conrad briskly. “If you had more weapons and ammunition, you could hypothetically field more troops?”

    “Precisely, sir. We would have more combatants, but we just don't have the arms. And believe me,” Tom dragged on his cigarette, “if you hand any man, woman, or child in this country a gun, they will fight the Red Chinese.”
     
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    Jeez, you're doing better at this than me!
     
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    Is this rpg kinda stuff?

    if so, an rpg forum will be introduced quite soon :-D
     
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    anyway, I was looking to introduce a third character, an ADF pilot.

    His wing is ordered to evacuate their base (due to the eminence of the approaching Chinese, the top brass decides to cut their losses) and flee to the farthest friendly base that they can get to. The pilot's squadron is one of the few that escape for several reasons:

    -The fighter squadrons (American F/A-18 exports) cover the others' retreats, and many are shot down despite their advantage in skill and technology due to the weighted numbers of Chinese.
    -He pilots an F-111 fighter-bomber. US export swing wing design. His squadron throttles up to mach 2.something as soon as they gain altitude.
    -also, the F-111 has a very long range. His squadron makes it all the way to Diego Garcia, a very small speck of an island in the Indian Ocean. It is a US navy sub base and US Air force bomber strip.

    So this guy's squadron lands there, and they are pretty much quarantined as there is a possibility that at least one of them may be a Chinese spy (US-China tensions are high in the near-future). That and the fact that commanders don't like whole squadrons of planes landing at their base without warning or invitation.

    So, after two weeks, once they go thru proper diplomatic channels, they are kept at Diego Garcia for another week as NATO-Free Australia secret negotiations are going on and they are expected to be sent back soon.

    After those three weeks, where the story begins, the F-111s are being loaded onto the USS George H.W. Bush (CVN-77. no joke, its gonna be the next and last of the Nimitz-class supercarriers: Wikipedia)
     
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    USS Bush, i can imagine him now.

    "daddy, i want a boat!"
    "It's not a boat, it's a ship, and no, you can have Harry S Truman's."
    "But his is crap!"
    "No swearing boy."
    "Sorry pa."

    Anyhow, you've got this more planned out than me!
     
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    lol, HW is a better public speaker than his son.

    "I-I'm the big decider! *chuckle*"

    really, not trying to bash bush.

    anyway, they get sent back to Australia, launch from the carrier (The F-111 originally had a variant for the Navy, but it was too heavy. I assume that the RAAF RF-111Cs and F-111Gs would have newer engines by 2015) and run a sortie on their way to Free Australia.
    They land at an airport in Perth (Free Australia's capital) reclaimed by the FA govt.

    And then we go from there
     
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    By 2015 the F111 will be out of service, however, replacement FA-18 and hopefully JSF F-25 fighters will be available, the F111 is old, outdated and such, maybe make them all Typhoon or Eurofighters.
     
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    It is possible that at least a couple of airframes would still be in reserve service due to the delays that always involved with peacetime defense projects. Maybe a small squadron of RF-111Cs (which are still able to carry ordinance) that still do tactical recon or something.

    Want them to drop a tac nuke on someplace.

    Still open to ideas, though. The naval forces aboard CVN-77 would definitely have F-35Bs, and perhaps strengthened F-22 models to replace the Tomcat's role. One plane that I want to toy with is the EF-18G "Growler", an EW platform that will replace the EA-6B in a year or two, while still retaining fighter agility.

    I wanted to have the pilot characted (Slater) waiting to launch from CVN-77. A Lieutenant Commander comes up to him, says that he will be flying ECM cover (he flies the Growler). They get to talking, and he reminices about the Prowler (which is an important dialogue clue in the future). They fly the mission, have to deal with some fighter resistance, and land in Perth. That's the synopsis.
     

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