The Great Border War

[Dysanii]

The hour is late as the soldiers of the Dysanii armed forces make their first tender prods into Canadian territory. Mechanized units of the Federal Army filter over the border and make use of air support to move forward and survey the best advance routes towards the Canadian objectives as the bulk of the forces begin pouring over the border.

The attack has been simplified to ensure the effective direction of such vast forces. Therefore, only major objectives are planned, leaving commanders of forces approaching less prominent settlements and areas to create their own ways of dealing with these 'inconveniences'. Five major objectives exist, and it is assumed that the completion of these will ensure Dysaniian control over the entire region. These objectives are placed in three general campaigns; Toronto, the North, and Ottawa.

The Military Command has directed that the attack focus on Toronto. This has resulted in a spearhead advance in that area, as troops along the rest of the border move forward slowly and cautiously, distributing the strength of the invasion forces equally against Canadian resistance and engulfing everything in a hopefully unstoppable juggernaut advance. 

Toronto
The Toronto Campaign

The first advance has occurred to the South East. The soldiers of the First, Second and Sixth Armies, 700,000 men, along with the strongest naval body in the South - the South Sea Fleet - are charged not with the occupation, but destruction of the Canadian capital. The three armies have begun their advance in the early hours of morning and are heading on a strong sweeping motion towards Toronto, in order to attempt to out flank the Canadian forces that will meet them and cut off the city from the rest of the nation.

Accompanying the three armies is the South Sea Fleet - the largest fleet Dysanii controlled and, unusually, equal in strength and training to ships in the South of their Canadian counterparts. The Admiralty has favored a crushing blow before the Canadians can muster and draw out a sea conflict, and hence the South Sea Fleet has been sent ahead towards Toronto en masse and at battle stations, ready to fire the first shots of this conflict...

[Aquatoria]

Near the Canadian/Dysaniian Border

Finally, the snowfall has lighten up. thought Captain Paul Tyler. The captain was leading his company through the area between the Canadian trenches and the border known as the Death Zone. This area was filled with Canadian stromtroopers who wore skis and made life hard for the Dannies as long as possible. They were dressed in the white winter coats and pants that kept them warm and camouflaged them. The war started off with the Dannies crossing the border unhindered. Exactly what the General Staff wanted. Make the enemy be more confident and then in the Death Zone, take away that confidence. He motioned to his men. They were armed with submachine guns, machine guns, anti-tank rockets, grenades and mines. These weren't fresh conscripts, these were veterans of the Ontarian Front in the Second American-Canadian War. Tyler pulled out a pair of binoculars. He smiled. He found a large group of Dysaniian soldiers with some trucks. The trucks looked like they were bogged down in the snow. He whispered to his second, Lieutenant Sam von Hessian, the grandson of the legendary partisan and former Chancellor, Yuri von Hessian. "Lieutenant, we are outnumbered two to one. What do you think we should do?"

"Sir, i think we should spread out. Fire from all directions. But we need to make it quick. Take out the trucks so they can't use the radios and then kill the survivors."

"Alright, take Third Platoon and take the left flank. Stay down so they don't see us. Take your rifle and shoot the officers first. When the last officer goes down, then we attack."

The men spread out across the treeline just as the lieutenant had said. Captain Tyler looked on as his men prepared to fire. This would be the first casualty of the war and it wouldn't be the last. He nodded to his officers. They were ready. Lieutenant von Hessian looked through the scope of his rifle. Other snipers were looking through theirs. He got the honor of firing the first shot of the war. He found his target. A lieutenant colonel. He pulled the trigger and the shot rang out. The lieutenant colonel was hit in the head. He was dead before he hit the ground. Other snipers opened up and other officers went down. Then the machine guns opened up and cut down any Danny who didn't find cover. But there was no such thing as cover in this type of war. The Canadians had come around and fired at the Dannies who hid behind the trucks. A few rockets roared out and smashed into the trucks incinerating anyone inside and killing anyone around them. The battle lasted little bit over five minutes. Captain Tyler was proud. His men skiied down into the clearing and looked for survivors. They found three. The captain knew they couldn't hold any prisoners because they didn't have the facilities to hold them. So there was only one alternative. The survivors were shot. Captain Tyler and Lieutentant von Hessian smiled. No casualties on their side. If they kept this up, the war would end soon. They reloaded and skiied off. Off to find another group of Dannies.

Outside of London, Ontario

General Phillipe Montecalm and Field Marshal Worthington looked over a map of the region. Reports of skiing stormtroopers had been coming in. The snow had bogged down many of the Dysaniian advances, especially the ones with tanks and APCs. Just like the Americans, they underestimated the Canadian winter. Now their tanks and other weapons are freezing up. The idea of skiing stormtroopers was Montecalm's idea and he was so glad that it was working. But right now they had to talk of another matter.

"Field Marshal, fishermen have reported the Dysaniian South Seas Fleet fully massed and is steaming towards Toronto."

"They think they will win this war by laying siege to an empty, devastaed city. They are bigger fools then i thought they would be. But let's not let them lay siege to it anyway."

"They are expecting us to send the fleet out to defend the city."

"Well, it won't be ships that will lay devastation down on the fleet."

"You mean those new disappearing guns."

"Yes and the missiles."

"They are ready to defend the Great Lake coast. We also will have those new submarines go out."

"Those U-boats are the best thing we built to defend this lake. Have them out to sea and are those minlayers done yet?"

"They have finishing patching in the holes that the American Great Lake Fleet tried to break through. We will hold them off there."

"Good. Just make sure that the soldiers are finished with the trenches and other defenses so we don't have a marine landing on that coast. Send out the Great Lake Fleet. Tell them to go south to London and then steam out to destroy any surviving elements of the South Sea Fleet after the coastal defenses have done their damage."

Field Marshal Worthington looked at the map. The Dysaniian South Sea Fleet was about to be surprised. The disappearing guns made the coast look defenseless, but in truth, it is one of the strongest coasts in the Empire. Together with the missiles, the Ontario coast is a virtual fortress in itself. The country was ready for war.

[Dysanii]

South-East of Toronto

The advance continues towards the city. The constant attacks from the Canadian Stormtroopers are already demoralizing the newer recruits as the Republic forces push forwards. To combat this these soldiers are being left to garrison the towns that have been captured during the invasion; the towns provide ample shelter, food, water and labor for Federal troops marching on Toronto and have seemingly been sacrificed by the Canadian government to the Dysanii war cause.

The towns have been ripped apart to accommodate the needs of the advancing Dysanii army. Air Defence Alerting Devices along with Rapier FSC systems have been littered around these border towns to provide short range air defence against any Canadian air attacks. The small airfields encountered in these towns have also seen dramatic overhauls so that now offensive aircraft of the Dysanii Air Force including Harrier GR9s, Jaguars and Tornado GR4s can operate from Dysanii and Canadian air bases. These modifications have been put to great advantage as the Canadian trenches are heavily bombarded day and night. Aircraft are also mapping trench lines, monitoring enemy troop movements, and locating enemy artillery batteries so that they can be destroyed with counter-battery fire.

At the front of the strike force snow plows - guarded by the versatile Warrior infantry fighting vehicles - obtained from these border towns have been busy clearing roads for the heavier Dysanii armor to move through including towed and self-propelled guns and Multiple Launched Rocket Systems that will be used to bombard the Canadian trenches. The Military Command sees this as a mistake by the Canadian government as this defensive layout has been rendered obsolete in modern times as they will soon realize when the power of the Dysanii artillery is unleashed.

Dysanii infantry forces that are ahead of the armored convoys have halted and are creating bases just out of sight of the Canadian trench works - only a temporary front line until the artillery begins to attack the trenches as the Dysanii command want to maintain mobility over the entrenched Canadians. These forward units have also been issued with equipment and materials that can be used to fight the Stormtroopers including horses, stockades, sniper rifles, camouflage, Warrior infantry support vehicles and a host of other versatile operational resources.

South of Toronto

The South Sea Fleet is making good progress so far. Hunt Class MCMVs have been sent ahead of the fleet in small minesweeping flotillas, using high-definition sonar to locate and destroy the predictable Canadian mines. There are also a number of Type 23 frigates assigned to each of these minesweeping flotillas to act as support vessels including anti-submarine warfare, advance surveillance operations and small embargo operations.

[Aquatoria]

Eastern Front

The Dysaniian soldiers were already feeling the bite of the Canadian troopers and the snow. Lieutenant von Hessian laughed at the reports of the enemy using horses to find the stormtroopers. "Sir, look at this. They are using mounted infantry to hunt stormtroopers."

Captain Tyler looked at it. "In winter, we are mounted infantry. They will soon realize that there are places that horses can't go that skis can transverse easily. What about these reports of them using Canadian towns as bases of operations?"

"It is true, but we aren't supposed to attack towns, we are supposed to attack Dysaniian soldiers near the trenches."

"Then let's do that."

Just as the troopers were getting ready to attack another target, a scout skiied up to the captain. "Sir, there is a large camp of Dysaniian soldiers not far from here. They are pitched up for the night."

Captain Tyler smiled. "We will attack it. Anyone else there?"

"Captain Douglass, Captain Zan, and Captain Wilson."

"Good, then we attack at nightfall."

The stormtroopers moved slowly among the trees, trying to keep low. Captain Tyler pointed to a machine gun nest. Lieutenant von Hessian screwed a silencer on his sniper rifle and took aim at the gunner. But just to be safe, three stormtroopers crawled around the nest behind it. The night and the snow camoflauged them. The lieutenant took aim and fired at the gunner. He went down. His compatriots were took by surprised, but before they could try to man the machine gun, they were jumped by the three stormtroopers. This was done quickly and quietly. Now for the camp.

They could see fires and soldiers huddled by them. The snow was doing it's damage. The four stormtrooper companies had spread out and were preparing to attack the soldiers as they huddled near the fires or in their tents. Captain Tyler gave the word. The stormtroopers opened up on the camp with machine guns, snipers, and ant-tank rockets. The Dysaniians were caught completly by surprise.

[Dysanii]

NCO's yelled to their scrambling men as the chatter of machine guns tore through the base and several explosions rocked the ground. The soldiers - this time experienced Federal infantry - threw themselves into prepared fox holes in the snow to cover themselves from the surrounding fire...and ensuing chaos. Within minutes the radio operators who were not injured or killed had called in for artillery support. Although ranged artillery firing this close to the camp was risky it was worth the Stormtroopers it killed.

From a large supply post some 20 km away a section of the Federal Dysaniian Horse Artillery began rapid firing eight M777 howitzers at precise co-ordinates given by the operators. The 155 mm projectiles began exploding around the base sending snow and unfortunate stormtroopers up in violent impacts. Although the radio operators tried their best the projectiles did land many times close to - and within - the base, destroying structures, fox holes and tanks. Those who had not been killed by the now waning stormtrooper fire were at the mercy of the ability of the operators to keep the artillery support at bay.

Some Dysanii tank crews, deciding their fate in their own vehicles was better then freezing in fox holes, sprinted towards their Warrior support vehicles. Several were cut down by chaotic firing from the dazed Canadian stormtroopers, whilst those who made it leaped into their armored sanctuaries and blindly unleashed 30mm projectiles from their L21 Rarden cannon turrets and 7.62mm chain guns into the blizzards of snow around the outside of the base in the hope of hitting their enemy.

[Aquatoria]

Captain Tyler stayed down as artillery shells rained down on them. But with no proper visual contact by the radio operaters, the artillery was doing little harm. The stormtroopers were silencing their fire to not give away their positions. Some even got up and moved around. He looked at Lieutenant von Hessian whostill had his silencer on. "Lieutenant, radio in for air support! We need A-10s and attack copters to let loose on the enemy!"

"Yes, sir!" He picked up the radio. "This is the Fifth Stormtrooper Company, Seventh Regiment. We are under attack by Dysaniian soldiers at these corrdinates. We request immediate air support!"

"We are on our way, soldier."

The stormtroopers ceased firing to look like they were leaving. The Dysaniian regulars still didn't leave their holes, but they peeked over the top to see. In truth, the stormtroopers were ready for a second offensive. Suddenly, the screaming of A-10s and Havoc copters tore through the night sky and sent missiles into the Dysaniian camp. The infantry tried to get down, but some were hit. The tanks were hit with missiles. The bombers and copters made one pass and left. But the air attack wasn't over yet. A Spectre gunship appeared and sent howitzer and gatling gun fire into the camp. The stormtroopers attacked with full force. They skiied down the hill trying not to get themselves shot. Captain Tyler stopped and fired his submachine gun at two Dysaniian soldiers. Lieutenant von Hessian pulled out two submachine pistols and fired at the dazed Dysaniian soldiers as they got among the enemy lines with remarkable speed. Some stormtroopers pulled out Panzerfausts and shot the reamining tanks. The Spectre gunship still laid down howitzer fire. Captain Tyler shot three Dysaniian soldiers trying to surrender. This battle was as good as won.

[Delfos]

TO: Nation of Dysanii

Being your role the aggressor against your neighbor, we urge you to cease your armed attack against Canada, and try to resolve this conflict with diplomacy, with full support from the International Peace Organization. Otherwise, member nations will see fit to approve sanctions against your nation. You have one week to cease the attacks.

ORIGINAL
PARA: Nação Dysanii

Sendo agressor do seu país vizinho, queremos que acabe com os ataques armados contra o Canadá, e tentar resolver o conflito com diplomacia, com todo o apoio da Organização de Paz Internacional. Senão, as nações membro vão prosseguir em aprovar sanções contra a sua nação. Tem uma semana para acabar com os ataques.

[Prydania]

Please stand by for a message from His Imperial Majesty George VII

The Imperial coat of arms vanished almost as fast as it had flashed onto ever screen tuned into the I-SBC.

The 68 year old Emperor stood at a podium bearing the Imperial arms, Crofts, Destler, and the Minister of War Mark Anderson stood behind him.

"The security of our allies" he began,
"must never be in jeopardy."
"If the Parliamentary Republic of Dysanii does not withdraw from Canadian soil within 72 hours, the Empire of Inglo-Scotia will take swift and decisive military action to see that this objective does become a reality.
I am addressing the Kennedy administration in Boston when I say the Democratic States of America should not interfere in Canadian defences or aid the Dysanii aggressors. Such action would result in renewed Imperial military action against your nation.
Remove your forces from Canadian soil, Dysanii, or we will force them out."

[Glomin]

Meanwhile in Glomin.

General Marcus Von Flick strode through the halls of the palace his boots clacking against the cold tile floors, he paused slightly adjusting his uniform and flicking off bits of imaginary dust off his medals before opening the ornate wooden door.  He entered the warm fire lit room where Willik and Sarah Von Endorp were playing chess, he nodded a small bow to each of them and then he froze his eyes locked on the strange sight in the corner of the room.  There a royal guardsman sat hunched over writing furiously his shacko on the table wire rimmed spectacles perched on his nose and his rifle propped up against a nearby bookcase.  Before Marcus could begin bawling out the guardsman Willik interjected "I gave him permission Marcus, he's got an essay for Von Tock due in tomorrow, you remember we used to call him the bearded devil when we were guardsmen" (OOC: the royal guard is a military formation used for the guarding of the royal family and also serves the function of a officer training school, all officers who have been guardsmen are Von)  "now are you here about the Canadian business or are you just here to distract Sarah from her chess game" at this Sarah blushed and kicked Willik under the table "dear sister you do remember that I am king and so kicking me is treason" muttered Willik smiling as he moved a piece.  "Its about the Canadian situation Your High...Willik, as you ordered we've arranged a convoy of food, medical goods, spare parts, ammunition and so on, we've also got the 1st fighter squadron loaded and ready to go" splutered the somewhat red general.  "Very good Marcus now you must tell me about how the re-armerment is going......."

[Myroria]

Dysanii Government

For your immediate attention:

The Myrorian government demands you remove your soldiers from Canada. If you do so, we will not intervene on their behalf and will not demand concessions from the Dysanii state. If you choose to remain there, Myroria will retaliate on Canada's behalf with whatever it takes.

From the Office of Tar-Ilium Plantation,
Outside Vraetrentrith,
County Ivorheart, Myroria.

[Aquatoria]

Field Marshal Worthington looked over the various letters he received from the members of PI and other sympathetic nations. They will come to his aid, but it will be awhile. I need to find a way to end this war quickly or at leasty make it harder on the Dannies. He looked over the map. All together, three major towns had fallen to the Dannie advance. Brampton, Windsor, and Kitchener had fallen. But they had something that was valuble to the Dannies. they were the only towns with airfields. If I get the air force to bomb the airfields, then the Dannies will have to use the airfields in their own territory. But I will have to find a way to get rid of those ones too. He prepared his men for the air attack, but he couldn't send bombers into Dannie territory, that was almost suicidal. He would have to find another way later to break those airfields. But if he could destroy the airfields here, then the Canadian Air Force will be able to fully challenge the Dysanii Air Force in open combat. But first, they would have to use something that could get them close to the airfields. Worthington thought hard, until General Currie walked in. "Field Marshal, we are almost ready for the operation. We will be leaving tonight."

"General, I have no idea on how to get my pilots close to those towns without getting shot down."

"I already solved that problem. Instead of mass bombing raids, our military contracters have built for us three squadrons of stealth bombers called B-2s. We fly them at night across Dannie lines to Brampton, Windsor, and Kitchenor, then they bomb the airfields with smart bombs."

"I like the idea. Launch it tonight General Currie. Then when that happens, we have broken the back of the Dannie invasion. Without those airfields, they will have to fly the extra miles to get to us."

The squadron of B-2s flew silently across the night sky. Captain Greg O'Niel watched the planes next him as they crossed into Dannie-held territory. Their goal was Windsor and it's airfield. The other two squadrons were heading to Brampton and Kitchenor. At night, the Dysaniian Air Force stays on the airfields because dog-fighting at night is suicidal and only an idiot commander would ever try to pull off a move like that. He could see the lights of Windsor. He smiled at the stealth capabilities of this new bomber. Anti-air batteries haven't even opened up on them. They soon where over the town. The men readying to drop the bombs, looked for the targets. They would hit the airfield itself, and the the hangers where the Dysaniian fighters and bombers where located. But because of the size of the invasion force and the size of the air force needed to help it, most of the planes were outside of the hangers. They looked at him. "Ready, Captain."

"All bombers, pick your targets and drop the bombs"

The B-2 bombers dropped the smart bombs that hit every target that they needed. The airfields were alive with fire. The hangers were torn apart and the planes on the ground were nothing more then empty shells now. The bombers left as silently and as quickly as they came. Captain O'Niell got reports back from Brampton and Kitchenor. The airfields there were hit as well. He smiled. "The Dannies may rule the day sky, but we rule the night sky. The sky that truly matters." His men cheered as they crossed into safe Canadian territory.

[Union]

ooc: Dysanii, I need info on your east coast

The deep blue waters of the ocean splash against the hull of the C.L.S Fear as it thrusts through at full throttle. Above them, storm clouds brew into a turbulent whirl, spilling down hail and freezing winds down onto the surface. The crew took refuge inside from the cold, no doubt staying there for the rest of the mission as they head for the sub-zero waters of the deep south. Their main mission was to scout out ahead of the main Loyanese flotilla and conduct reconnaissance of the Dysaniian East fleet.
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It was 5:23 am, and the Captain of the Fear had just woken up. Before she could get her uniform on, a knock came at her door.

"Captain, we just received a satellite overlay update." Ensign Mery placed a blue folder on Captain Hian's desk. The sleepy Captain picked up the blue folder, then opened it up. In her half awake state, the words and images of the blue report made no sense.

"Sum it up for me Ensign, you know I'm brain dead before my morning coffee.."

"Yes Mam. Sat-E passover has reveal the Dysanii fleet operating around these areas of the northeast coast. We already mark these areas off, and the flotilla will be avoiding them for the time being. Naval Command has reviewed the intel sent them over last night, High Admiral Lian has instructed us to maintain present course until the Dassies make their move. So far, our targets appear open."

  Ensign Mery watched intuitively as Captain Hian stirred herself a cup of black coffee. It was an odd trait for the madam officer to have; most Loyanese drank tea, but the Captain was an exception. The reason for her preference was quite a hype among the crew and fleet.

"Coffee, Mr. Mery?"
"No thank you, Mam. I'll be in the bridge if you need me." Ensign Mery blankly walked to the door to leave.

  The door closed, and Captain Hian was left alone in her spacious room. As usual, she couldn't knock off the feeling that her crew, especially Ensign Mery, was cold towards her. For the last three months she was on the Fear, they were bulking away from her whenever she was present. The Cook and gallery Hands glanced away from her during meals, officers were quiet whenever she was at the bridge, and she knew crew members talked behind her back. They were most likely still distress over the arrest of their original captain, the popular Gwan Jiu who was arrested for his connections with the former Military Commissioner. Until she can shake off the past loyalties of her crew to Jiu, bonding with her subordinates will be very difficult...

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"Captain on deck!"

Captain Hian walks uncomfortably into the bridge. The bridge occupants raised up and gave an protocol salute, which aggravated her even more. It was a way of saying she was a stranger to them all, a stranger not worthy of informality and comradeship. She takes her reserve seat in the middle of the bridge, with Ensign Mery on her front and left, while the right side chair reserved for the Lieutenant was empty.

"Where's Lieutenant Long?" she asked the Ensign.
"She's at breakfast. If you like, I can bring you some from the gallery." Mery replied.
"That's alright Ensign, thank you though."
"You're welcome," Ensign Mery blankly said. Mery went back to his work on the desk console without another word to the captain.

While the noise of conversation was dead in the bridge, the dark room was alive with the lights and shimmer of LCD screens and switches. From these controls and screens, the most advance frigate built by Loyan was command and operated. The Type 053-03 Class multirole frigates represented a major improvement from the older warships of the Loyanese Navy, a pinnacle of Loyanese military engineering. Long range radars, passive sonar, RAM air/missile defense, advance jammers, and YJ-83 cruise missiles rested in the hands of Captain Hian and her crew.

"How far are we from our nearest objective?"
"381 km Captain..."
"Have the Sea Hind take off for a frontal OTH search, I want our active radars off as well."
"Yes Captain...Attention on deck, Sea Hind Duo is to report to the Sea Hind for frontal OTH reconnaissance..."

Within seven minutes, the Fear's designated Sea Hind lifted off the heli deck and flew up ahead of the ship to do a over-the-horizon radar scan. The move was extremely risky as there was a high possibility of Dysaniian radar detecting the Sea Hind. But at this stage of the war, it didn't matter as the enemy likely has already suspected their presence. Detection ranked higher than stealth at this point.         

 

[Prydania]

TO: Government of the Pariamentary Republic of Dysanii
FROM: His Imperial Majesty's Minister of Foreign Affairs, Erik Destler

It is my duty to inform the respected parties that a state of war now exists between the Parliametary Republic of Dysanii and the Empire of Inglo-Scotia.

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The sea was calm, in an unsettling way. The HIMS Kraken, the Imperial Navy's newest dreadnought, was approaching Dysanii waters, an armada in tow.

Admiral Thomas Gloucester splashed some water from his sink to do away with any remnants of shaving cream or lose hairs. After slipping on a white undershirt he buttoned his navy jacket trimmed in gold, finally adjusting the slash and belt, the slash adorned with various orders and meddles he'd been awarded over the years.
Having finished his morning routine he left his quarters for the bridge.

Hopefully this would be the action that brought the continent to PI's knees, specifically Inglo-Scotia's knees.
"Admiral on deck!" Commander Hastings announced.
The two officers exchanged salutes, the Commander officially turning the Kraken's bridge to the Admiral.

"Everything is ready sir" Hastings reported.
"Send this message to the fleet; Admiral Gloucester reporting. Commence blockade formation. Nothing goes in or comes out of a Dysanii port."

[Prydania]

"Dysanii raider spotted Captain!"
Paul Moore, captain of the attack sub HIMS Imperial looked through the periscope himself.

"Fire at will"

A slight shock rocked the sub. Moore took an other look. The Dysanii raider was on fire at sea.

"Proceed on course" Moore commanded, satisfied with the recent kill.

[Dysanii]

Toronto

The Dysanii advance on Toronto has halted for sometime; but for very good reasons. Hordes of planes from Dysanii proper have been continually bombing the dug-in Canadian army, destroying tanks, entrenchments, military positions, and killing many soldiers. Of course, some have been lost to enemy fighters and anti-air ground forces, but the numerous units of the Dysanii Air Force have been very effective in destroying and demoralizing the men of the Canadian forces at Toronto, cutting manpower in the region significantly and turning the land immediately in front of the Canadian trenches into boggy mud pits.

During this the ground forces have not moved near the trenches. Allowing the Air Force and artillery units to pound the life out of the Canadian trenches, the forces have slowly built up but kept moving continually, the mobility providing some security against Canadian aerial attacks and weakening the Stormtrooper incursions as more land is patrolled by more Dysaniian troops.

In retaliation to the Canadian bombardments of the occupied towns, the Dysanii Army has decided that they cannot comfortably operate planes out of them, and closed the air fields. Instead, planes from the South Sea Fleet - which has also stopped short of the city - have been diverted to light bombing attacks on the crumbling city of Toronto itself; not necessarily to cause any significant loss to the Canadian Army, but merely to scare, or kill, civilians and destroy what is left of the city. The occupied towns have also been subsequently leveled using bombs, and their civilians sent to Dysanii war factories in order to aid the Dysanii war effort.

The massed forces that have been heading towards Toronto have been redirected away from the city, to cut off the bewildered forces stationed at Toronto from any help. Small detachments have been left ahead of the trenches out-of-sight in order to continue ground bombardment of the trenches, whilst the main body of the force moves North (?).

Now, as the trench networks at Toronto quickly deteriorate under the increased pressure from the Dysanii Air Force and are being cut-off, Dysaniian ground forces - all along the border - in response to the threats from numerous other nations have begun moving on the Canadians in force in an effort to overpower the outnumbered Canadian troops by attacking along the entire front.

North of Toronto

The forces designated to fight in Toronto have begun moving with all due haste towards Kingston. Along with the forward attack from Dysanii, Kingston will be attacked from two fronts, whilst in the process this will cut the Toronto forces from receiving any reinforcements or supplies.

Kingston

A large Dysaniian army has begun advancing steadily towards Kingston, engulfing the smaller towns it comes across and destroying them. This army will meet up with the Southern Army advancing from Toronto and conduct a two pronged attack on the city.

Hamilton and Montreal

The third element of the invasion is a massive army that is heading towards Hamilton. This army will split as half bombards Hamilton whilst the other moves North-West alongside the coastal city of Montreal, where it will dip in to the rear of the city and besiege it, preventing reinforcements to enter the city.

Dysanii East Coast

The large bulk of Dysanii flotillas are clinging to the coast in order to maintain protection from the extensive coastal defenses; the opportunity to attack enemy fleets at sea has unfortunately been passed up, however this also makes the coast well fortified as Dysanii ships patrol its waters. Some troops have been filtered towards the North-East of the coast in support of the advance on Montreal.