After a few more days of intense strategic planning, everything finally clicks into place. Operation Sea Guardian is name of the game. At least for me. North Carolina and her Expeditionary Fleet are still focused on additional training and maneuvers, sharpening their skills for the coming battle. My role is different, though—it's all about the air. My job is to execute the plan that puts over 1,000 aircraft in the sky at once. It’s a tall order, but I’ve got the resources and the will to pull it off. And trust me, it’s going to be something.

The first step? Oil. And not just any oil—I'm talking about the logistics of keeping 1,000 planes fueled and flying without a hitch. For that, I need oil tanker fleets, at least 150 airborne tankers ready to refuel the squadrons in the air. That’s the baseline. To make this whole operation airtight, I decide to order 60 more. It’s a solid buffer to ensure that as one fleet refuels, another can land, refill, and get back in the air without causing any bottlenecks. Fuel is everything in this kind of operation—without it, the whole plan collapses.

But fuel isn’t the only thing I need up there. I’ll need eyes—sharp, constant, all-seeing eyes. That’s where the E-1 Heavy AWACS planes come in. These massive airborne radar platforms are basically my command centers in the sky, watching everything and guiding the entire fleet. I’ve got 10 of them earmarked for this mission, and that’s just enough to cover the whole sector where North Carolina plans to make her engagement. With these birds, we’ll have real-time visuals and radar locks on every enemy ship, and aircraft in the region. No surprises. We’ll know where everything is before they even think about moving.

With the support and surveillance infrastructure in place, it’s time to prepare the real punch—the first wave of the air fleet. 600 F-2 strike aircraft are on standby, each one armed with guided glide bombs. They're planned to take the initiative while North Carolina baits the enemy fleet into the open. Her fleet will be out there, drawing them in, making them think they’ve got the upper hand. But in reality, my air force will be the hammer coming down on them from above.

The F-2s have a critical mission: SEAD and Airfield Strikes. Their primary job is to neutralize the enemy’s AA cannons and radar installations, clearing the skies for the rest of our operations. Without their air defenses, the enemy won’t be able to shoot down our planes, leaving us with total aerial control. And that’s not all—the F-2s will also be targeting enemy hangars, and control towers to cripple their ability to launch planes in the first place. No air assets, no reinforcements—that’s the goal.

But it’s not just about hitting them where it hurts on the ground. The F-2s are also tasked with achieving air superiority. They’ll be tangling with enemy fighters that are in the sky, locking horns in dogfights if necessary to ensure we control the skies. By denying the enemy both air defense and the ability to launch aircraft, we’re setting the stage for the rest of the operation. The enemy will be grounded, blind, and defenseless—just how we like it.

Once the skies are cleared by the first wave of F-2s, the real heavy hitters come into play. That’s when the B-1 bombers roll in, each one loaded to the brim with guided glide bombs. With the enemy’s anti-air defenses knocked out and their air assets reduced to wreckage, it’s time to deal the finishing blow.

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We’re sending in over 500 of them, each one a flying fortress in its own right. They’ll converge from different airfields spread across multiple ports. This isn't just a single base launching them—it’s a coordinated effort from all corners of my bases, bringing them together for the ultimate strike. Once the operation kicks off, they’ll make their way to Port Nine, forming a massive aerial formation that will circle the airspace, like vultures waiting to swoop down on their prey.

Of course, keeping that many bombers in the air requires serious logistical support. That’s where the air refueling ships come in again. The bombers will constantly cycle through refueling rotations, ensuring they’re always ready to strike at the perfect moment. The tankers will be working overtime to keep those B-1s fueled, making sure they can stay airborne as long as needed all while the AWACS planes keep an eye on everything.

With their AA defenses are down, their hangars destroyed, and any remaining air forces scattered. These bombers will rain destruction from above, targeting the enemy floating fortress itself.

At this point, we’ll have total air supremacy. The enemy will have nothing left to fight back with. 500 bombers and the sheer scale of firepower we’re bringing? If this isn’t overkill, I don’t know what is. Victory isn’t just possible—it’s practically guaranteed. The sky will be ours, the sea will be locked down by North Carolina and her fleet, and the enemy won’t even know what hit them until it’s far too late.

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With this dream goal in mind, I dive headfirst into the chaos of preparations. The fleet control room becomes my second home as I work around the clock, readying my oil tankers to deliver the insane amount of fuel we’re going to need—especially at Port Nine, the center of the operation. In the following days, the real groundwork starts. I begin construction on aviation oil storage facilities, massive runways, and every bit of infrastructure needed to support the sheer scale of 1,000 aircraft in the air at once.

I’ve poured over 20 million credits into this effort, sparing no expense. Every runway needs to be reinforced, every hangar expanded, and every fuel line meticulously installed. This isn’t just about flying planes—it’s about sustaining an aerial force so massive that it’ll destroy anything in its path. And when I see it, all coming together, I can't help but mutter, goddamn.

After days of intense preparation, I finally schedule a dry run. I need to see if everything we’ve set up is capable of handling the weight of this operation. Throughout the day, I launch wave after wave of my air assets from Port Nine to Port Primo, testing the endurance of the fleet and, more importantly, the refueling capabilities of my tankers. The aerial refueling aircraft are working hard, zipping between the formations of planes like bees in a hive, but the dry run reveals a glaring issue—we don’t have enough refueling capacity.

That’s the whole point of the test, though. Now I know where the gaps are. To plug them, I immediately order 50 more aerial refueling aircraft. It’s pricey—seriously pricey—but essential. I can’t afford to have planes falling out of the sky because we didn’t plan for enough fuel. When I finally see the fleet in full force, thousands of planes filling the sky, refueling mid-air like some kind of thing in historical documentaries—it’s breathtaking. I can’t help but marvel at the sight. Goddamn. It’s amazing.

With this dry run complete, Operation Sea Guardian is locked and loaded. The infrastructure is set, the air fleet is ready, and everything’s been tested. Now, all that’s left to do is wait.

Next up? Operation Seastorm. That’s when we go all-in to take down not one, but three fortresses in one coordinated strike. The real battle is coming.