Atlantic Theatre,
0617 Hours,
Earth Year: ("19/9/1945")
On a brisk morning at 0617 hours on September 19, 1945, the Atlantic Theatre came to life as a ship set sail into the vast expanse of the ocean. The journey was heading north towards America, just a few miles away. However, the silhouette of the land or any other ships was nowhere to be seen, creating an eerie sensation as if they were in a world of their own.
This was a monumental convoy carrying the 2nd Armored Division, bringing 328 tanks, and 14,487 men back home. The convoy was under the escort of Task Force A, both also making their way back to America. It had been a long and arduous journey across the Atlantic Ocean, without the absence of any remaining threats bringing a sense of relief to the soldiers and workers. The war had come to an end with the defeat of Nazi Germany, and now half of the force was being sent home to reunite with their loved ones.
As the convoy sailed on, the well-established formation resembled a great fighting force, leading the combined fleet with strength and determination. The rhythmic clash of the waves against the ship, accompanied by the peaceful symphony of the blue skies, brought a sense of relief and joy to all the workers and soldiers on board who stood tall and resolute amidst this journey of triumph and homecoming.
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Task Force A was a combined fleet from another task force or fleet. With those combined, fleets were taken back to America for further repair and improvements.
Task Force A consists of;
- Aircraft Carrier :-
• USS Ranger CV-4
• USS Wasp CV-7
• USS Bogue CVE
- Battleship :-
• USS Washington
- Cruisers :-
- CA Cruiser:-
• USS Cleveland
• USS Atlanta
• USS Montpelier
- CL Cruiser :-
• USS Wichita
• USS Baltimore
• USS San Francisco
• USS New Orleans
• USS Anchorage
- Destroyers :-
• USS Kidd
• USS Allen M. Sumner
• USS Gearing
• USS Fletcher
• USS Farragut
• USS Nicholas
• USS Bristol
• USS Hammann
• USS Laffey
• USS Benson
- consists around 22 warships, and 34 convoy ships bringing weapon, ammunition, troops, vehicle, supplies and more.
It was a strong navy fleet with the convoy as well. Such a mighty force in the middle of the ocean at the Atlantic Ocean, heading back to America. While heading its way, the skies were covered by a flock of cloudy clouds. It appears there will be rain coming soon. As everyone prepared with their will, the waves suddenly became much harder on impact within the ship; the impact with the violent waves caused extreme shaking between the crew and the soldiers. It was like no ordinary rain but rather a storm.
"A storm incoming?" The crew of the convoy addressed the flock of cloudy clouds that appeared out of nowhere. All crew were working but seems like it would be a temporary pause for a moment. All crew headed inside to seek shelter upon heavy rain started to pour in.
The scene started in a deck hall, where a soldier was walking over the hall, seemingly walking to a room located at the end of the hall. Followed with a document over his hand, the young soldier steps in as he arrives at the front door with a knock;
"Morning, sir; I've prepared the documents as you wished for." The young soldier salutes at the high-ranking person in front of him.
Major General Brooke D. Thompson, the leading command of the 2nd Armored Division, is known for its deployment at Operation Torch, the Allied Invasion of Sicily, Operation Overlord, Battle of the Bulge, Siegfried Line, and much more. He was a well-known officer for their independence and was a fierce officer throughout his whole campaign during World War 2.
Brooke looked at him as he swayed his chair to him, fixating his eyes on him while holding his cigar between his fingers. He stood up;
"Step in, son" as he blew away his cigar.
The young soldier gives the documents to Brooke. "The Admiral from USS Washington, giving us a warning about the sudden storm," he said;
Brooke looked at him, "A report?" he said without acknowledge. He took the document and put it over his desk. Meanwhile, the young soldier gives a slight brief about the incoming report- as he is about to talk, the waves clash with the ship, creating a violent shake, which makes the soldier almost put his face on the floor.
"Goddammit, waves.." Brooke said, with his hand held tight over the desk, ensuring he also didn't fall with him.
The soldier then stood up, wiping the mess over his clothes before continue speaking;
"Admiral Lonescloth requested us to head to Greenland and then continue straight until we arrive within Canada and then to America."
"Hm, a quiet journey we have to go. Tell them this convoy doesn't have the fuel to make its way. Also, tell them it's probably a normal storm incoming." He responded with a neutral reaction, no, symbolizing anything, but doesn't care. He lit up his cigar and started smoking again in his room as smoke started to build up...
"Yes, sir." The young soldier salutes and gets the heck outta the Major General's room.
He then proceeded across the bridge to the convoy command room to relay a message to USS Washington using Morse code via light. Minute by minute, word by word, a message was transmitted.
USS Washington
0645 Hours,
"The leading convoy has sent a message." The crew member of the USS Washington received a response from the Major General himself.
"We will continue straight ahead to America. No further explanation. A simple order." The crew read aloud, and every crew member on the bridge heard the clear words of the Major General himself.
"Very well." The Admiral nodded. He didn't have much time to debate and simply agreed with the decision; even though in his heart, he felt that something was amiss and trouble might be on the horizon for the convoy fleet.
The convoy pressed on straight ahead toward America, disregarding the presence of the storm in the area. Following the route to Greenland, then to Canada, and finally to America seemed like a secure course, but it came at the cost of higher fuel consumption.
As the waves grew larger and thunderstorms dominated the skies above, hail and thunder struck the ocean at any moment. The storm intensified and eventually developed into a hurricane in the middle of the vast sea. All they could do was try to survive and wait until the storm passed, which took 24 minutes. Amidst the tumultuous conditions, the convoy found itself in a precarious situation. the storm, the damage to the convoy ship was initially thought to be minor. However, it turned out to be more serious than anticipated. Unbeknownst to them, the storm seemed to create a strange anomaly, causing them to veer off course and sail to an Earth-like planet that appeared out of nowhere. The transition felt seamless as if nothing had happened. Panic ensued among the crew of the USS Wasp as they reported sighting a nearby ship or fleet, but couldn't locate any falan; instead, a different island was visible, not resembling the usual North American continent.
A commander charges in the bridge of the USS Wasp, "Heard a problem." He said, with his foot stepped in the room. "What's the matter?" as he approached the crew who are working over radar.
Sweats were visible at the crew forehead. He gulped then answered;
"Sir, it appears that our fleet has entered at unrecognized places .. by looking over the radar, the other fleet of another task force doesn't show up over the radar. Yet, the captain issued there are no any visible of the American shore, even silhouette of it.." the man spoke with bravery, but still his heart racing with the rumor of going to another world. The commander in charge of the USS Wasp, Commander Joel W. Curtis, he stand still in the middle of the bridge, looking at the vast ocean. As time tell 7:00 A.M. it's been a long day of thunderstorms and suddenly a bright sky shimmering above the horizon.
Joel then walked to the bridge balcony, with binoculars he took from the crew, started sighting to see if the reports were true. Truly, there is no sight of silhouettes of the shore, even though they are still 121 miles long; even a silhouette of a merchant ship could be nice! Telling home is over There!
At 7:15 A.M, the USS Wasp conducted patrol and reconnaissance across the area using the newly produced V. F4U Corsair; the faster speed makes it way much easier to patrol across the sea. Around 5, Corsair was dispatched to all directions.
"All clear for departure!" as the man signaled to the Corsair for launch.
The force of the Corsair became strong, and with the engine roaring inside, the Corsair gave a salute to the commander before he started flying. Soon all 5 Corsair fly straight up and on route to their designated route.
"Hm, conduct an early training ?" Leonscloth looks at the Corsair flying above them and heads south. He felt confused and sensed something wrong had reached to them. "Look at that .." Leonscloth makes its way inside the bridge from the balcony as he heads inside. The crewman of the radar reported his eyes grew bigger, and nervousness could be seen in him; "Sir! Contact of unknown forces over East in 56 miles!"
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Leonscloth looks at him with realization; there is much obviously what is going on here. There's something wrong has happened.
The Washington issued of an unknown presence east of the convoy, as the Corsair start their reconnaissance.
Exactly at 7:20, all ship were address of an unknown forces present nearly 30 miles at East from the Convoy. The fleet soon conduct readiness and as all crew from all ship goes to their battle station . With the convoy now are task to break formation from the Task Force and join with USS Atlanta, with USS Kidd, USS Laffey and USS Benson who are now established a defensive perimeter with Atlanta on front, Laffey and Benson over the right side, and Kidd over the port side. The group formation now left with three;
USS Wasp, USS Wichita, USS Anchorage, USS Nicholas, USS Hamman as Fleet Force A, USS Ranger, USS Cleveland, USS Baltimore, and USS Hammann as Fleet Force B. USS Washington, USS Montpelier, USS San Francisco, USS New Orleans , USS Bristol and USS Farragut designated as Task Force Z, and lastly USS Bogue, USS Allen M. Sumner, USS Gearing, and USS Fletcher as Taffy 1 to conduct support and firepower.
The convoy fleet of soldier and supplies were put in the middle, with support of escort by the three tasked naval ship, Atlanta, Laffey, Benson, and Kidd. A diamond defense perimeter was set over the convoy, with all the convoy ship were put over the middle. Over 12 miles to the East of the convoy ship was Taffy 1, providing air support and firepower to the escorted convoy fleet and to the other fleet as well. As Fleet Force A and Fleet Force B was designed to the Northeast and Northwest of the convoy ship. Making both of the fleet resembles as the Frontline and airpower to all of the fleet. As Fleet Force Z was then sail north from the convoy ship, becoming the flagship and confront the enemies and engaging. All ship sails straight north.
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The lone Corsair make it's way to the East of the convoy ship. Nothing has Happened gratefully. As the light appeared imitating over the glass of the plane. Horizon creates a silhouette of the plane to the vast sea.
He exhaled.
"Oh .. what a good day. I shouldn't be flying up here .. rather than sleep. I shouldn't stay up late playing pokers.. " he sighs heavily. The lone Corsair continues his way to the East, and all of a sudden, he sees something over the vast sea. A small piece, like an ant over the sea, resembles a ship.
"What the .." then started to fly low, within 1,500 meters above the sea. To give a better view to him, and to ensure a clear view to him. As he start conduct reconnaissance towards the unknown ship that sails like a straight line heading east.
As he gradually get closer, a warship of a kind a resembles them. But not a kind resembles from other nations.. looking the gun armament and design, They are quite similar to the Americans.. looking at the old navy ship from 1890 to 1923. It looked, but he can't ensure it was an allies. As weird design appear over the ship.
"Sir! The pilot stated around 8 unknown ships were heading straight to the convoy! But it appears the ship isn't from any recognized country." The crew spoke, and soon, the report caught the commander's ears; he walked to the crew.
"Tell me more, son." His eyes fixated on the radar and waiting for the sailor to continue the report made by the pilot.
"He stated, a fleet consist of 8 warship. He said, the warship are similar to the old US navy warship throughout the 1890 to 1923 he said. The kind of them and similarities are 75% , and weird design of model appeared over the warship."
The commander left in disbelief and dumbfounded, an old navy? Why would even a fleet consist of an old warship sailing across the sea. Yet even .. didn't much of the old naval warship was scrambled and turn into a new warship to 1935 upwards version ..?
The commander trying to relax his mind a bit, then he spoke; "Ask again for clarification. Tell more about the ship identification and try to fly pass below them, and see their reaction."
The crew nodded and start delivering message over the Corsair.
5 minutes has passed, with only circling the fleet. As message were told from the carrier, the pilot goes a bit closer for further inspection. As seen, the gun armament and how the sailor uniform were different, as told the gun armament was the same, No. As further close inspection, it was rather like the an old cruiser ship, similar as the USS Olympia with its 35 caliber gun on front.
"Heck .. of almighty." The pilot give a disbelief, why would such an old navy of the US sailing? But .. is it truly the US?. Upon more inspection, the leading cruiser was followed with the same models of the leading cruiser as well and at the middle were much different. It was like putting a big gun on a smaller ship .. the monitor class ..a big gun put on both port and bow.
Soon the pilot write his report at his paperboard. But before he send the message. He start lower his climb, approximate 20 meters from the sea. As he gradually increase his speed approach the warship in column.
At that time, a soldier was task in cleaning duty. Upon hearing a buzzing sound, he kept his cool and thought it's just probably nothing. But the buzzing sound suddenly becomes a hum, and the unmusical remainder . As the roaring sound closer, the sailor spotted an unfamiliar object.. a flying metal ship?
"Unknown object!" a man screamed towards the officer. The officer look out from his bridge, looking the lone plane rush to them.
"What a kind of a plane is that .. conduct defensive perimeter!" at the command of the officer. All saailor on board start going to their position, manning the 35 caliber gun and aim at the flying Corsair. The slow aiming of the caliber makes an open way for the Corsair to get close. As some shot their rifle to the Corsair, but luckily didn’t hit. As a result;
“The fuck ..!” the pilot fired a warning shot to the leading ship. Deliberately not the hit the ship as a warn shot. As he swam in close, the 35 caliber almost aim at the plane but because of the slow mechanism. Soon the Corsair fly right above them, creating tension and shock within sailors. Such a fast aviation .. the steel bird gradually passed them, as the pilot fly right below the officer ship, a great insignia resembles the aircraft force, spelling **USAF**. As the white star over the body of the aircraft and wings.
“Wh-what the heck is that ... That fighter plane .. is seemingly much more faster and firepower than ours..” The officer replied with an awe but shock.
As the pilot climbing his rate again, seeing all the warship locking their gun at the lone Corsair. “That’s enough..” the pilot relaxed him after an almost lost, even though his aircraft is much faster. Soon he return back to the Aircraft Carrier.
The unknown force still let out a fire to the fleeing Corsair but missed.
The officer stood still looking at the fleeing Corsair, before giving all of his sailor to stop shooting. His right hand command also in shock, but a new command directed by the officer himself telling to his right hand command;
“Report this to the headquarter .. unknown force detected fleeing to northwest ..”
The right hand command nodded and salute; “Will do, sir!”.
The officer still couldn’t move on, as cold sweat running through his forehead and then side of his cheek. He knew it’ll be a blast if the Corsair didn’t purposely hit the warship. He strength his grip over the railway. With rather determination, but feared among the unknown presence.
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“Sir! The Corsair from the East requesting for landing.” the crew reported. The commander suddenly awake and stood up, fixing his coat. “Alright, give him the green command. Let’s hear from him.” He goes outside the bridges, appears over the balcony with binoculars on him hand, looking at the flying Corsair that flying around the ship in a circle.
Soon the aircraft landed safely, and the pilot was told to go to the bridge to report all of the information he have. He took his paperboard with him. His face was in full of enthusiasm but inconspicuous expression. As he walk in the bridge, every crew look at him. The pilot salute; “Sir.”
The commander look at him and told to step in.
“What have you brought me, Sergeant Collins.” He look at him. Soon Collins gave him the paperboard, full of information and a picture of the fleet . With Collins continue with his information he gave as he see about it, all information was given as the commander looking through the paperboard.
“Again .. I couldn’t be sure if it was from the navy.” Collins stated.
“You couldn’t be sure?” the commander looked at him and put the paperboard aside. Waiting clarification from the pilot.
Collins gives a thought again, then he is ready to answer; “As I start flying closer, the unknown forces try to shoot me with their rifle, as their main caliber start gaining elevation, but much slower. I shot a warning to them, make them scared a bit.” He said.
Again, he spoke, “Seems like they don’t have an anti-aircraft gun.”
The commander soon nodded in acknowledgment.
The commander left in his head, thinking the possibilities. Soon, he told Collins to rest and thank him for his great work in providing info. As he scratches his head, “Tell this to Leonscloth about our information.” The crew nodded and started sending a message to USS Washington via telecommunications.
“Report, sir!” made Leonscloth suddenly startled. He approaches the telecommunications crew as he gets closer. The sailor gave him a text of information about the unknown presence of force. “It appears we got information about the unknown force that appear in our radar also.” The sailor told to him;
“Thank you son.” He took the message and read it. As given much more information, Leonscloth acknowledges all of it, also in thought, but his thoughts are already faster than him, knowing it’s not Earth anymore. With this evidence, his thoughts become true and positive.
“Get ready, ready for combat action,” Leonscloth command his crew. Soon the captain of the Washington rang a bell and informed To get ready with their battle station. “Engaged if needed, tell Commander Hawther to send his aircraft over the unknown forces ..” the telecommunications guy understood and started sending via communication
Western Union
Off the Coast of Weinno,
Naval Command Base
“Admiral, we have a report of an unknown aircraft intercepting the Seventh Fleet and then fleeing to the Northwest. It appears to be a blue-painted aircraft with a symbol of a white star over the body and wings, and the insignia resembles USAF,” the soldier reported. His face showed signs of unease, indicating a possible incoming threat.
“The hell…” he said, putting his hand over his head. “Do we know the origin of the aircraft?” he asked, with a frustrated reaction visible on his face.
No .. it’s impossible that the Kaiserreich has begun their conquest to the Thalorian. But .. is it them? It can’t be. Their Mighty forces weren’t truly well established in aviation but rather in naval superiority.
The Admiral gave a thought himself. As silence, we fill the command room.
“We can’t let an unknown force suddenly appear in our area.” The admiral speaks with enthusiasm as his heart races. He knew the air force didn’t have aircraft but rather a wyvern. With the production of the new experimental aircraft ongoing, he can’t let it happen within the territories. No unknown forces will enter the territory;
“All squadron prepare. 3rd, 7th and 12th Wyvern Squadron.” Also, send the First Fleet to support the Seventh Fleet.”
During that time, all the personnel from the naval base worked really hard, while their efficiency with preparing preparations was very fast and disciplined.
“All squadron dispatch!” the personnel giving a clear to take off. As all the assigned Wyvern Squadron flew up right into the skies, and headed to the area to catch up the unknown forces.
“Loud and thunder!” the captain giving a call sign to his force, as all the pilot replied; “Loud and clear, sir!”. The departure of the squadron and the First Fleet make a confusion with the Weinno people. As lively cheers were directed to the naval and air force. But still they don’t what will the forces will be faced. As many crowd look over the departure of the fleet.
“Having a trouble eh. ?” a man in a black suit, looking with the departure of the First Fleet. Then, a second man responded; “They have left the city unguarded.” The man in the black suit, soon answer; “Only the garrison left. May luck with them.
At 7:48 A.M, USS Wasp, USS Ranger and USS Bogue soon send their aircraft to intercept the unknown navy that keep getting close with the convoy fleet. With 12 Aircraft of SBD Dauntless, carrying one 500 kg Bomb, and two 250 kg Bomb. With the Ranger sends out the 12 F6F Hellcat to provide air support as well the Bogue, 8 TBF Avenger, carrying a torpedo below their aircraft. Still not all aircraft were sent as seen it could be done within the aircraft strike. With all aircraft soon are launch off from the deck, the strength force of 20 Aircraft assigned as Strike Group, and the 12 F6F as the Support Group. Sound of the rumbling of their engine roaring towards the sky. Fast and powerful.
The steel birds of the Strike Group raise their altitude of 2000 meters high up above, in a V shape-flying formation. With the Hellcats over their side to provide support among the strike forces. “Look at them, shines through the bright sea!” as one of the dive bomber spotted the unknown forces that’s heading towards their fleet. One again continue speaked;
“Do you truly believe we’re on another world?” a question asked. Another pilot then respond to the answer. “Its in front of your eyes, Danny. No America and no more Canada. Yet, an unknown fleet.”
As soon reaching the target, the TBF fly lowers, until reaching an altitude of 20 meters from the sea. With the Dauntless still flying over the 2000 meters altitude. Nonetheless, the flying V formation now was break into 6 column formation with 2 of Dauntless targeting their main primary. With the TBF attacking all main target, nothing were left but target. Their roaring engines slowly being realized by the naval fleet. With all aircraft increasing their speed.
“Enemies aircraft!” as one of the sailor shouted. Hearing all crew onboard. Panic were brought to the scene as all of the crew rushes towards their battle station. The leading ship soon getting ready their armament, as their 35 caliber gun slowly elevating and aim at the heading TBF.
“All crew ready!” the officer spoke. Nervous and tension were brought to the scene. Cold sweats appear on everyone, with their heart racing faster, as if their heart about to get off from their body. Again, and again, the tension sparkled among the crew, as waiting for the officer command to begin,
“Aims at the heading aircraft!” shot was fired from the rifle by the crew. Almost the 35 caliber gun didn’t fired, within second before firing it’s firepower, the column of the Dauntless consist around 2 SBD, diving in, reaching 200 km/h. Flap were deployed to reduce the drag and speed, creating a time to aim well over the target. Reaching the altitude of 150 meter. Fear was caught, in a matter of second . The ship will be in attack, from divers and torpedo. Seconds before the firing, the 500 kg bomb explode after hitting the port side of the ship, creating a massive explosion around the fleet. With the second 500 kg bomb then dropped, hitting the 35 caliber gun on stern, penetrate until explode within the ammo room. A large fire and exploding were creating, sending ashes and debris falling right into the ocean, fire spread across the wood platform and many are struggling with the fire, and injured within the explosion.
“Great hit, Dawson.” The Dauntless pilot replied upon their hits, and soon regain their altitude.
Soon followed by a TBF Avenger, releasing it’s massive torpedo over the heavy damage warship. Hit was established, with the hit around the starboard side, making the ship soon falls over the right and gradually slowly sinking. Massive splashes can be seen. Soon, the leading ship are left to sunk.
“No !” disbelief across all the fleet, shocks and terrified as the leading ship already sunk within 5 seconds. They know they need to act fast to defended their self. Soon all warship sends it’s shell to the incoming aircraft, but it didn’t work, it was not an anti-aircraft shell. It was useless. With all crew using their rifle trying to hit the aircraft yet shells didn’t even hit as the ship slow and bad aiming, but with the faster Dauntless aircraft flying, as well the TBF, they avoiding the shell and bullet incoming to them.
“Fire everything we all got !” as the officer instructed their man to giving all their shot to prevent the aircraft to get closer.
As the second and third fly above the second and third warship within their formation, the 4 SBD’s were ready to rolling down to their enemies and conduct diving to the enemy warships. The air was cold , as the pilot feeling the breeze as the sound of the shells and bullets flying across them;
“Goddamn, do they even know how to shoot?” he chuckled, as he look to the sea with the situation going over the warship. “Bet they panicked.” The gunner responded to the pilot;
“Sure they’ll do now.” The pilot grin, then followed a diving roll to the enemies warship, as the third column follows the second. All 4 SBD’s from the second and third column condemn a diving bombing to the target. As panicked and fears were brought over the deck, knowing the aftermath if the bomb were drop by the incoming aircraft.
“All- All !! Shoot the in-incoming aircraft ..!!” the panicked officer were brought in fears with tears and sweats running down his cheek. Knowing this probably the last day ever he could see world. All soldier were also in fear but they could only shoot and hope to remain survive.. did they?
As the Dauntless dropped their bomb upon reaching the altitude, and regain their altitude back, the 500 kg bomb struck the warship, resulting a big explosion, eventually following the 250 kg’s soon struck an enormous explosion as hit the ammo room below the deck. Resulting the 2nd and 3rd warship in heavy condition, after 4 of 500 kg, and 8 of 250 kg. As time pass by, the warship slowly began to sink , but soon the TBF Avenger struck the warship port side making the warship sink faster. As no one were spare as the F6F Hellcats also joining the fight giving the enemies a hell of rain bullet to the warship . The battle was fought hard, with all dauntless continue it attacks after attack. The aftermath , all warship was struck to defeat, as every single of the warship having a result of heaving damage and sinking. It was useless, the modernized aircraft from the US Navy was far more better. The Seventh Fleet sent out to their defeated, as all crew that manage to survive were left to death of the cause cannot swimming, and due to cannot afloat. The remain structure of the warship soon finish with the Dauntless dropping their 250 kg bomb. Again, ashes and debris fallen into everywhere. Smoke of the explosion, can be seen from the heading First Fleet and the Wyvern Squadron, but they were too late.
As all ship were left to sunk and still in fire, the group of the assigned force decided to take it as objective complete and head back to the aircraft carrier. .. ...
That's were the first engagement. Of the United States Military Forces .. th
e 2nd Armored Division against the another world force .. shall we seek what happen on another chapter?
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